24 de julho de 2016

It is strange how the
world got small
when I started
repeat the roads
and not even
closing my eyes
too hard
I awoke that
apocalypse
I thought
expected
but I have been imagining
that the world can again
be great at a time
when I am renewed
In a child’s hope
I remember the summer rains
and being purposely
unprotected I feel
infinitely sunny


Cáh Morandi

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