Paths
tracks everywhere
paths made of thorns and mud one path, one man
no one before, no one after will pass through it one path, one man
that's the price where to?
12 aprile 2024
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The Moon
di Nastasimir Franovic
The moon sneaks through the branches.
As though the thoughts of my hopes.
He sneaks up and is(…)