not as good as I would like to

having a tough time, it seems, for my eternal dislike.

but well, things happen and I must endure them as much as I can. and when those things overwhelm me, well, I guess there is when friends have to come in, haven't them?

in the meantime, I'll write my heart out, as long as cry doesn't help me.

there we go, my latelest writting. "Solitude"

No amasa paz alguna para sus desgastados andares
No detiene melodías, meros llantos sin acuerdo
Sin descanso, sin un respiro, sigue firmemente débil
Con sus pies llevados al aire, bajo hojas del recuerdo.

Rastro gris deja a su paso
Marcas de su andar solitario
Cantos al solar meditando
Nubes de solsticio apagado

Si quien canta es trovador de caminos
Sin quien baila acompasa sus memorias
Sin quien anda se afianza al pasado
El cual, benigno, se deshoja por si solo

In Solitude must be...

hope u liked it!

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