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there is an onomatopoeia for this
something similar to uffff
the calm day that I foresaw as tense
only showed a slight displacement
almost imperceptible of neurons
then the feeling of falling
on a cushioned precipice
in the papillae a taste of honey
wrapping the future
in the pupils clearer images
of a path that I will find...
but still i'm lost
where can I find that right guide
that allows me to really get to myself
without the jolts of an anxious heart?
Copyright © Marco Chies | Year Posted 2022
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