Mirages…by Mágica Mistura

Look through clouds

In the distance I see nuances

A future is drawn

New directions, attitudes, successes

Maybe mistakes, who knows?

They are mirages, they come and go

Specifically, the will

continue, discover, explore

I would like to know more

guess days to come

But I am not allowed

I spy through the mist

I make votes, accounts, trim ends

Days yes, others too

I await good news

From somewhere near here


As sure as life

It’s sure that everything is fine.

✨ Mágica Mistura

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