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Questioning all that´s seen

Faith in those who are unknown

No fear of lift the myths

Just rush to let it go

While tight switch to sound

Images getting louder

Uncovering claws

Making clouds go low

Turning law to dust

Crippled points to argue

Rising above every sight

Crushing into night

Killing the light of sun

Writing to the sky

Twisting sight of life

Write speed to let it creep

Measuring future time

Believing just to feel

The truths we way never have

Benicio Yair Vargas

ES. 47 - 4to A