The other day I could or could not
With the wise man pachyderm
Many secrets he told me
But he didn't just want to see and he was flying
Fly and fly
Until reach, to nothing
Under the sun
I am willing to destroy
Everything that is not true
I am willing to marginalize
Everything that is not real for you
For me
To continue searching
The plume under the moon
I am willing to imagine
That there is no repression
After s from complaining so much
He lowered his trunk and lay down on the ground
And he left, he left
From his cage, towards nothingness
Over the moon

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