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I get lost in crossed ways complex deflections infinite trails I don't go back nor get away from the future of uncertain ways complex fears infinite dreams. Determined I carry on and stumble I fall to the ground and become moribund herald of incoming time my face drowns into the shadow and the sun at the back of my image empty of soul in crossed ways complex deflections infinite trails illuminates the alley where rests my body. Ando perdido…

THE DREAMER DRESSED RED FREEDOM FORGETTING THAT THE SKY IS A PRISON O SONHADOR VESTIU-SE DE VERMELHO LIBERDADE ESQUECENDO QUE O CÉU É UMA PRISÃO by armando TABORDA, 2014 (poat 1st edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2024)