I sensed rain in a cloud from your glance,
and then the tears started rolling down your cheeks.
I stand in the rain, and you thunder in my ear,
what the two of us could do?
22 febbraio 2024
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Paths
di Nastasimir Franovic
Paths
tracks everywhere
paths made of thorns and mud one path, one man
no one before, no one(…)