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Alone with the plan

The door is closed and the lights dim

When I look into the future of this adventure.

Only alone I see the reason,

the hidden underwater thread

Passing idle

Through my days and my hands.

I wish it was passing through my head.

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Similar but apart

My idea was seeing them as sisters,

I was expecting a similar behaviour

and degree of spice

But the simulation lies sometimes.

Similar proteins with different personality

Make me smile while juggling.

The lost one

The plan was accurate

And I followed it with my finger out.

My flowers were born at each deadline

Until one rebelled.

The tiny detail was hiding,

The personality changed

And my plan became a treasure hunt.

Pure green

Escaped from the lab coat,

Devoid of ask analytic tools,

I dive into the garden

And let geometries of leaves

And flying perfumes surprise me.

They narrate a story

Written only for me

That will take me away

For the most precious moment of the day.

Jump the wall

I throw my mind

Over the wall using a single hand

And wait for the bump.

If was searching for novelty,

It might have found it.

What is new is still hidden

And i can only excite in its imminent rise.

Mind will tell me,

Among thoughts of routine,

What I could not imagine

and get thrilled for

Only few days ago..

Life juice

Everything that gives me hope

Is made of words and imagination.

It lies in my head

Ready to spring

And fill me with joy.

I plan projects, days, months, life,

Yet the good flavour comes from the unexpected

And my mouth has never enough.

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