On a new and folded paper
who pretends to be old and wrinkled ...
regurgitate loose letters
who stumble awkwardly in already made hollow phrases
On a new and folded paper
who pretends to be old and wrinkled ...
there are things that happen in the shadow of empty stories
there are words,
rebellious, chaotic, scared...
hidden pieces of stolen lives
that being so shaved and scratched
do not feel what they say ...
Nor say what they feel !
P.RestLessMind x(2017)
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