A few tiny
droplets,
a silver line
on the green leaves,
golden sun
shining,
all is well
but may be
all is not.
Something doesn’t exist
if not outside
then within me
where did exist
a life of its own,
the heart is vacant now
waiting for someone…
Nothing happens,
no one comes,
life seems absurd!
My life in my words...
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