You will feel that the light is slowly suffocating.
Hands start to break.
Fingers become stiff and strange.
When your lips are heavy, words become the pearls.
The eyes begin to drink lustfully everything around you.
You will see the shadow of black wings blocking your light.
You will sail into some strange, unknown world.
The world of shadows awaits you.
A dream you have quickly forgotten.
13 maggio 2024
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