Life has history,
wished for, dreamed of, fought for.
The thing human staggered into it,
caught in truth and lies,
seas of light and clouds of darkness,
unforgettably branded as a tattoo.

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A story that hits with all its force,
chasing through fields of rubble
or cooing in meadows of flowers.
Heart-beating and illusion-hearing time,
stunned being and amazement,
when the mind goes off the rails.

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A story that shapes and determines values,
indelible traces of wolf and butterfly,
with the scent of the seasons:
Full of joy and laughter, doing and vision,
desire and passion, audacity and rebellion.

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