I'm searching the truth
in the mirror of your eyes,
because now in the world
I see only falsehood.

I see how dark clouds
are gathering in the sky
and the storm is moving
over the broken wood.

Cold wind freeze the light
undressed like an old tree
and a voice is talking
but no one can understand!

Only the feeble rain
remains in the background
and a whisper is telling:
"Let me believe
that the truth is alive,
let me find it
in the love in your eyes"

2023 07 13
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