A vague sadness
comes with the night
stealthily and sits on my bed.
Everyone’s
heading in the same direction.
And me, watching from the side.
Taking off my gloves, my hands stop–
what is it?
a memory flits through my mind
translated by Hiroaki Sato
Sadness of the lifeless sand:
rustling,
it falls through my fingers as I clutch it
quiet moments in nature
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I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
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Se non combatti per costruire la tua vita non ti rimarrà niente
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Becky Ross Michael: author & editor
We are all just babes in the woods.
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