5 january 2013
Each day
I would like to know
each day,
its colors and tastes
as if it were my first day
and the last as well.
I do not want to stay
in the sphere of silence.
I want to change the
minutes into notes.
The days were composed
like symphonies.
The nights played the nocturnes
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