In my childhood
I played with fire!
Now I play
with matches:

Sticks without embers
that burn with hot remembers
inflaming logic without reasons
for the
Treason; treason,
falling by the seasons
like a burning white hot snow.

and realizing:

That the more
That I discover
The less there is
To know.



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