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Mixture
Chemistry lab,
the new name my mind takes today,
for the mixture of unknown components,
all mix together
as if they had knowledge
of what is to come,
maybe explosion that will shake the world,
or merely a small bum,
one which not even a fly
would be taking out of its trail,
all this thoughts in mind,
mixed with sinful acts,
take me to this special lab,
one which I have no control
until the doors open,
and I see face to face,
the thing created,
so I can say
or have a theory of what’s next,
have knowledge of two components
that create the mixture,
the grains of sugar
from the thoughts of happiness,
the ones who create a beautiful rainbow,
out of a dark cloud,
seem to be mix with the salted grains
from my heart,
in some way the salted water
from the eyes
have turn to grains
and there mix in this room,
unsure, unsecured, for my expectations,
only idea that comes to mind
is that I want to be who I once was,
if I have to
I can spend my life separating the grains,
have all the sugar and the salted ones
separated in hand
