To go back and forth, I must jump
the stones of the river.
My tennis shoes suffer from headaches,
it’s already the sixth time
I’ve fallen into the water.
I cross with nerves,
Is it fate’s fault,
or the shadow beside me?
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When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
