I connect to myself
through the spiral of trust
running from my toes
towards to my third eye
this eye
can see and hear
when the sand makes a movement and let it resonate
in my left hemisphere
I love the mouth
that tells a story
I have been hidden too long
because my tongue was twisted
and my tongue was scared
to express the soul
therefore I am a music
I am moving the ground
painting crazy pictures
when nobody misses me
like the ground I came from
like the soil and dust
soon I will come from the sky,
gently love you,
my unborn child.
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