Bite Size emotion
What can be said of the moments of life…
Hoarse voice , and the throat feels as if
someone is pressing it tightly like a crocodile’s grip.
Only the eyes remain open,like a river that has dried up,
yet still wishes to flow.
Nothing appears good to the eyes anymore.
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