26.06.2022 Poem by Paola Degli Esposti

26.06.2022



Calling a name, the silence will reign, after the storm, someone is crying. Wherever I go, I miss you.Because of a sense of perfection, there is no will to do better for the day. Calling a name, hearing the echo, the detail, the fall, the fail, what else can we deserve? What else can we deserve?

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