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soul does not burn
at five thousand degrees,
but fades with a single word
- within an infinity

all of us wear masks
to unmask the veil
that shows the world
the wrinkles of our face

I watched the spirit fly
and didn't return
due to the wings of that bullet
that came out from that gun

and with that single word,
not silver nor gold,
the spirit died
as if it was old