in less than a stone in the heart and the water caress me and caresses the sky to say that all these thoughts can be washed away with a caress
with a little 'lightweight fabric
take shape even if I do not understand and do not really want me enough to stay
knotless rootless
over time
believe that there is no time
those hours and days the past months are no longer thought
those hours and days of the months to come
are already somewhere
that what counts is all here in which I find
because each of those here will have a reason
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