For I have seen unbelievable sites 
For I have sinned uncountable times 
For I have traveled different worlds

Nonetheless I have not shrinked 
Nor have I sinked

So, 
I remained the same
not better nor worse 
just equally flowing like all 
unmutable movements 
and their predictability 
circulating infinitevely 
around black holes

That’s where streets have no names

That’s where me remained the same 

That’s where the infinite travels as light

That’s where poems work as might

That´s how words beautify the world

For they have not sinned.

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