the dream is fed
by the waiting turning off
little by little
little by little
little by little
but the decision is made !
in this age of vultures and illusionists
in this hour of false idols of plastic, of the one man in command, of multimedia preachers and integrated circuits,
in this ephemeral space of virtual memory , microchip, access keys and passwords
in the middle of this jungle of asphalt and concrete, over and in spite of everything ,
will remain forever engraved on the heart a single key ,
a melody, only one prayer , a hymn to joy
wailing in the wind
do not wait
never wait
never again !
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and the dream begins,
real life in the palm of your hand
and so be it
Marco Bo
at the peripheries of the world
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