There is a quietness
A cold stand still
That rocks the mind
The storm is inside
Outside is a piece of ice
That not even
The hotest sun
Can thaw...
The silence is a disease
And it is contagious.
©Gloria
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
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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