That past - Poem of the soul
Where everything happens,
Where everything resonates,
returning to our mind what happened,
happy,
the sad,
I annoy him,
the missed,
the time that passes without warning,
leaving little trace,
with jumps and highs,
like a heart that beats and that brakes,
without a rest.
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