When I saw the crazy blindness sweeping
our streets, I knew magic was real, and at that time I understood all that
great passion for violence that kidnapped the heart of humanity. I am not a
professional poet, but the poem told me that humans have soft and delicate
souls. It also taught me a method that could help me get away from the
limelight. But as you can see, the lights are magic and eyes can be stolen.
When I decide to become a man of lights, I will definitely learn a different
magic that is not like a thief's magic. The poem, like me, believes in sorcery,
but I am sure that when it knows a little about the magic of this blind world,
it will change its idea of dazzling magic.
