Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?

History will be erased in the universal purgatory.

Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.

Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.

You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.

If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.