We're the same
but made of different fog
We touch each other with borrowed gestures
as if love were
a bottomless chest
left on the sidewalk
full of keys
without doors
We guard each other with forgetfulness
and we keep each other
like coins
that are of no use in this world.
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Author:
Damaso (
Online) - Published: May 10th, 2025 10:10
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- Category: Love
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