perseverence (2)

On The Origin Of Flight

i remember, once, i couldn't walksure, i could move by myselfbut i couldn't walkperhaps, i didn't feel the need topossibly, i was happy crawling on hands and kneesyet, i could seeand from what i could see, others were walkingobviously, they had stood up, and they were walkingand i was not, but hey, i was happy crawlingand then one day, i don't remember whyi tried to stand up, but i couldn't and fell downand so i kept crawlingi could move by myself after allstill, i could seeand then, on another
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On The Wings Of My Guardian Angel

("Guardian Angel," sculpture by Josep Llimona, photography by P. B. Obregón)

Do you remember when
Things would happen
Have we wandered since then
Far from heaven ?
Seems to me

Roads to hell and
Good intentions, oh anything
For a taste of liberty
And a kiss from my
Guardian Angel

The door opens again
I still want in
If I had known back then
The price of sin
C'est la vie !

But the seer says everything
Is the way it needs to be
On the wings of my
Guardian Angel

And if at first you don't succeed
Just wait fo

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