Entropia
Teorema
The time has come for my debate.Staring at her door I await,frantic heartbeat draws the old man's fragile shape.Few minutes pass like hours last,embrace the phantom of my past.For twenty years I never saw her face,my little girl abandoned to her grace.For my cowardice I left without a trace.As I lift my trembling hands,I can feel my spirit hopingfor her to understand.Finally pound the door, revealing fear and doubtthat struggle through this painful score...there is no escape.
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