The heart wrote:
for me,
for you
For the years gone by,
And
the years to come!
life for me..
It is similar to life and the image of a musician.
It means, a voice filled with passion and sadness that is heard from time to time, from the side of the wounds, and makes the bodies dance.
A standing dance on losses and judgments
and injuries,
A dance with a foot that is still there for life,
To stand up and carry on.
I am a wounded human who plays for life, for all unlived.
And for all those who have an ear to listen, for life..
I am the manifestation of resistance!
The ecstasy of the passionate voices of wounded, the voices that danced as if they were saying that you can dance on the ruins, stood on a heap of sorrow and injury and faced the enemies of life, shouted life that you bastards, I am still alive!!
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