The Fallen Man Or the Fallen Angel

The man had fallen. 
He fell on his own track.
This handful of dust reminds him.

As for the rest...
A chunk of existence
A portion of several feelings holding together,
and ridiculous troubles turned to rags.

Who Fell?
The very man or the Anonymous Ángel?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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