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walking through the fire with my paper soul

Updated: Sep 3, 2019

I saw a rare tree burning up in the skies, purple clouds

grey and blue and white tears raining upon us

I saw the cold deserts and the water on fire,


many years have gone by


before the storm we were pirates

and played songs from another time

decades of decay as I previously said


blindness is all there is left


and then we waited for eight more minutes

and then we danced the last dance

with sadness in our eyes, broken spirits


my brown eyes vanished somehow


flashlights and thunders

teared the horizon apart

then I stood up, there was a hole in the sky


and I walked through the darkness with my fake leather boots

and I walked through the water with my fake leather boots

and I walked through the forest with my fake leather boots


and I saw the red mountains

and the big sun hanging from my forehead

and I heard stories echo from cardboard walls

and the new concrete fell on my shoulders


and I walked through the red mountains with my fake leather boots

and I walked through the desert with my fake leather boots

and I walked through the fire with my paper soul


my paper soul my paper soul my paper soul



and our spirits

they burn

and burn

and burn

and burn


within nothingness




Fauze Hassen

23°31'09.7"S 46°45'11.8"W

28/07/19