jordi garcia


I wonder when my mind wanders
Thoughts that are disjointed;
Permutations and combinations of the reasons and the excuses, why it was how It was.
Those fragment of an inkling; ones that are like god and faith
they exit without theories, in the absence of proof

Just like that I know, as sure as people die, we were not for ever.
Without logic, in an abyss of reason - my thoughts linger with the soft pain of history

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