a little of everything but too little of each
your thoughts are becoming more and more opaqueas if you put your brain for dissection before new students
that don't have a clue about what's going on
I wish I was alone for a while in this city
what thoughts would break into my mind ?
a feeling of loneliness or the power of owning
every houses now empty that were once
the goal of a lifetime
Poetry by Mercatore
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Written on 2025-07-10 at 02:28
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