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Warm eyes filled with celebration

Pizza Napoli semifredda. Egyptian.

I’m not interested in making mistakes.


The trains of track 21

They don’t lead anywhere.


Homeless. Without remorse.

Close to the walls.

Let’s crawl.



Look for me in the storm

When you lose the desperate sense.


Be home.


In the night where the waters

They permeate existence hears my cry.

Of a heartbreaking defeat.


Don’t just introduce yourself.


We are many but well hidden

And we wait for a new dawn to come.