20 de junho de 2022
Shivering heart
Peacefully beating in an imperceptible pulse
Calling memories from the distant past
Refusing to love what is just behind
Tired to listen to the brain’s voice
Tired to beat to the unknown
It has forgotten to brightly sing with the autumn’s colors
It’s cold and tiny, it’s incapable to warm itself. It’s carrying a heavy and frozen piece.
Someday, somehow it’s going to meet the right beating to be well.
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