lundi 13 janvier 2025

Distracted

Distracted... I see my pale face On the mirror of my shadow I draw my thin coat With the colors of black clouds... Then I sit facing the sea And rave... I listen to my wounded body Moaning from the loneliness of the soul Shrinking the distances Between the whiteness of the waves And the cry of birth...

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