The real thunder is inside
Hidden secretly between
Layers of skin and muscles...
The rumbling and the lightining
That threatens the daily quietness of the neighborhood
Is nothing, compare with the storm inside...
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The elementary school - (ode to childhood)
Today I stop by this little park in my son old school. Long time ago, in this same place, I asked him and his classmates what did they wan...
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