Salted Rain
(Few words)
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| Leaving Stockholm |
Salted Rain
So it startsA deep breath
A tree house
Night against light
A flash towards the sun
The moon that sounds violet
Salted rain and delicate breaths
And quiet.
And all the quiet
and all the sadness
at the end.
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| On the road to Balma Alpine refuge |
To be who and what?
Is it worth it?
