by Andreia Amaral De Sousa

Created on: February 03, 2009   Last Updated: March 03, 2011

"Libertas"

Deaf the city, a sudden blast slashed my wrists...
As if asleep, I was fluid, blaze and relief
Spat out from an estranged self;
Shaped by the everyday remoteness
Granted by cold-hearted natives
In the affection-free world where I inhabited


Whilst crossing Ray Bridge
I felt the burning touch in the moist essence
It was a self- ruled rescue,
I fell into profound blueness me,
To see a newly Reddish sea
Emerging towards liberty

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