I love the shadow
where the sun walks,
to the reflection of the moon when a wave at dawn
rests on its shore.
I love freedom without conditions,
to the truth of justice
what is never written
I love silence
when nobody waits for me,
to the word when poetry is made.
I love life and death without understanding them,
I love you too...
although for you
it is nobody in your life.
Own poem.
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