Invisible Stage

I bring the giant questions with me,
the ones burning in the weight of speech.
From you I wait only the corrupted night,
the continuous solitude
that goes to the buildings and returns
But I believe in your company.
How do I believe in the vanity of the sun?
life roars on my shoulders
while shame is breathing
between secrets.
Where are you and where have you been?
they are miserable caves
standing only for logic
your presence doesn't make sense
because we are actors on an invisible stage
do not get lost while returning
because the truth is that
you have never been here before.

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