Javier Zamorano Poems

I came here to breathe
these moments clear to me.
I am in love with myself.
Can you see how much
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I am the culture of every soul.
I was there at the birth of mans first dream.
Voices, plagues and language,
tears wet and dry
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i am in this moment
afraid yet with courage to say
i am ready to speak with words
they will take away
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Am I worth listening to?
Am I the apple of anyones eye?
Do my words,
my hopes,
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There is a Great Spirit who's heart
lives with us all.
He is our intimate friend,
our intimate enemy.
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Rising from the
ashes of our fallen warriors.
Kind warrior, saddened warrior
who fought and bled,
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With you I write in
darkness.
We have been
intimate travelers
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I long to remember,
when once I held bread and milk
we called it pan dulce,
and you insulted.
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We fall through the layers we denied to have.
Is it better to have sleep and no rest?
Somewhere we have fallen deeply,
deeply lost to understand all the strings,
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I could have ran a little harder
a little distance could have,
would have been farther from the truth
the truth has been sold early on,
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