God says that a snake can change its own shape

 

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I walk in the sun 

I know she has gone 

I walk towards west 

it’s all so complex 

It’s another birthday 

placed over my shoulders 

I’ve lost every glory 

already in the morning 

And after some years of absence 

I look for the authentic essence 

I’ve lost something and 

I gained something else 

it’s a common sense 

or I’ve been beheaded 

I find my way back 

where all is started 

after years of lack 

I ask for a lap 

The wood is now burning 

and the trees seem curling 

God says that a snake 

can change its own shape 

And after some years of sadness 

I try to fulfill my emptiness 

 I’ve lost something and 

I gained something else 

it’s a common sense 

or I’ve been beaheaded 

My 43rd Bday