Houses Life

we arrived and the world city did not expect
that we were as we are
the houses whispered about us
special tenants
I know we paid with our souls
to be less unhappy in certain matters
the indispensable presence of plane trees in the patios
and a good moonlight helps to equate this
to be the new members of the whole
later we will lower the volume of anguish
allowing the birds to sing
I was sure that we would look at the landscape
with a lot of desire to cry
it was hard for us to buy this existence
with the built-in death clause
we still preferred that property with a balcony
and the beautiful view into life
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Hankins Avatar
May 15, 2022 at 8:03 AM
Marvelous metaphor, Marco. From whence came you to this new abode?
Chies Avatar
May 15, 2022 at 3:34 PM
I imagined we were out of the womb, we expected a warm welcome, a friendly interface, but...
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