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ANTARCTICA
Winter storm, Snow in my hearings.
Numb fingers, Hands and feet
But not my heart.
Your life escapes from my veins,
Vaporizing the immortal
Feelings of your look
From my icy and dead blood.
Two steps toward the light,
A fall, another defeat.
You name is the end of the road
And the beginning is your image.
Paradise and hell in my dreams,
Included in only frozen package.
Two more steps toward the light,
A haulage, another sunken foot.
Your shade gets lost in the white gloom,
Among gelid abandoned dunes,
Before ephemeral prints
That never more shows their face to the world.
You hide yourself without making it,
I pursue you without insisting.
My future is here, on the frost,
Unburied and incorrupt.
I won't decompose my bones neither my skin,
They will survive with your memories. But not me.
Ice I am, you are not; Ice I will be,
You never will; My tomb is far from you,
I escape from your heat,
Inanimate and imperceptible.
I won't abandon the organic shell of my soul,
You will forget who we are.
I won't. Ice I was, I am ice on the outside;
My inner self continues living on in your life
Forever in Antarctica
(1ts & 3th Solo: Orlando / 2nd & 4th Solo: Pedro Espinosa)
Two blind steps toward the light,
A misleading, another anonymous disaster.
Your spectrum wanders in the left path,
Walking between the cracks and glaciers,
Behind an aquatic solidified barrier.
Two more steps toward the light,
And I don't listen to you,
An illusion, another disillusion.
False impression
I accent of feeling your light,
Encircling and invisible darkness,
Dense and cold
Kernlose Winter
Original photo edited by me
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