The gray sky seemed bright and clear, both yesterday and today. The talks are useless, unnecessary. In my home the red and green were everywhere, gray outside, inside me a dirty white ...
Far from the place where you feel comfortable you can not do many things. The last few times I felt a warm touch was not aware that was the last time what do you say that? What will the silence seep between my skin and my clothes?.
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