Free Space
At the age of five,
I started written at walls.
But I don't remember why I'm do that thing.
Everyday always makes me wonder.
And the times goes by.
And the walls have been covered by the city.
I thought I would read again what I wrote.
But that day I accept that willl be little memories.
One day I wake up.
My mind written many ideas.
And trigger me to write again.
And I understand what are the purpose written at walls.
Copyright © Jodan Camacho | Year Posted 2024
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