How can there be love if love can't be defined, how can there be a heart if one always feel heartless. Being defined as a simple mathematical term like 1+1. This is not an ordinary poetical statement, it's like a mind over matter ring to finger engagement, like a heart without soul encasement. But one has to let go of things he cannot have even if it's close, so close you could grab.
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"When Life Gives You Apples"
PoesíaIt's a poem book full of situations that a boy could be put in, some exciting, some dissapointing...but when life gives you apples, what do you do?
