lunedì 14 giugno 2021






sometimes we got stucked in our head even though we feel abandoned,

sometimes questions are echoing in empty big spaces , ruined,yet alive.

Sometimes, just sometimes the spirits are telling us stories about that time they fell in love , that time they ran away ,that time , they don't remember how, they ended here , trapped.

Worlds touching so lightly eachother that maybe they not even know they are very togheter  already.

this is existence when you feel alone
 

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