Old lady, wise lady, different people.. talking to each other, breathing, disguised feelings..children, running happy, not aware of the dangerous eyes... places ti eat, to sell, to buy, rare moments of happiness.
People alone, hurt, decades of pain in their faces lines, too blind to enjoy the pain or pleasure, too numb either.
Moments of caress, kissing, flerting, fiding in the differences your other self...
A spinning world, lack of love, loyalty , rare moments of trust, lust all around disguised in angelical thoughts.
An old lady,a young lady, a chaming knight, a distruted man, a disturbed soul..
My friends eating... drafts of happiness in their faces, to cover jealousy, shivers, thoughts, hidden love.
I look at myself.. not different from them , just more exposed.. not afraid of facing the world and myself.. my only fear that moment is : How much do we pay to leave in this world?
I should have kept my mind just in that moment of sharing comments about food and silly stuff..
But my mind continues ... to be continued!
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