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Feb 2015
I am an utter shining star
Since the unknown gross start
But I wasted my full brightness
To pour lightnings over every corner
Instead to radiate on a single inch


Do I regret?
                Not yet!
For I follow the natural path of the holism
But my sight may rarely reach
                The inner core of a veil


From each way someone looks
At me they won’t be able to measure
The entire strength of my light
                It will be spread
In several tiny sparks
Even when I am the big apple that hits
I will be just the slice that fits


Do I pay?
                Indeed I say!
By the noisy specialties of the hand
I can see the gaps in my eyes
                Feeling the cracks of my soul


The bass & treble of my voice
Through the voices of others
                Is dismantled
Even if the absence I fill
Of our absolute love in me
In each second
I will never be
                The real me
And every act
Will be a deaf echo
Of the universe of me


You will think I am always less
You will never see me fully
You will never understand me truly.
J Carlos Szczepanik
Written by
J Carlos Szczepanik  Florianópolis
(Florianópolis)   
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