A VOZ DO SILENCIO
I AM THE VOICE OF SILENCE
THAT SCREAMS IN THE
QUIETUDE OF UNSPOKEN
HEARTS
THE VOICE NOT LOUD ENOUGH
TO BE HEARD.
I AM QUITE FRAIL
I AM PROFOUND IN LOGIC
MYSTIC AND ECSTATIC
I AM THE AGE OF CREATION
THE MOTHER OF IMPECCABLE PERSONIFICATION
I AM THE END OF ALL UNPARALLELED BEGINNING
THE PASSION NOT YET FOUND.
AM THE FEELING OF FEAR TO DECEPTION
WHICH ENCIRCLES MY HEART AND BRINGS
DOWN THE WALLS OF DEFENSELESS WEAPONRY
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