6th Of December 2023, The Late Evening Poem by Paola Degli Esposti
6th Of December 2023, The Late Evening
Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold.
Cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold and I am freezing.
Coldness, mindness, mistrust, it is invane, it is insane, the hug of your rage. Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, it's cold, cold, cold and never mind, never mind of your emptyness if you are aware of it.
The coldness of your heart is non sense, it is burning while this coldness clears my mind.
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