If I were who I want to be
It would not be now
In front of the mirror
Wondering insistently
Who I want to be.
I am a simple actor
Who fakes to act
Their own performance.
This my colorful life
It is not more than the scenario
Of the Calvary
Where I will live.
If I have had the grace of dancing
As Vishnu,
It would dance with such euphoria
That the mirror of my memory
Would stop existing
And then me
As a possessed
For the magic of my life
I would stop being
My own actor
To transmute me
Perennial and progressively
In the same essence of the performance itself.
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