la cocina está fría
así debe sentirse el viento
los lugares conocidos están en otra parte
adentro hay un zumbido
afuera el tic tac del reloj marca las diez de la noche aunque parece más tarde
commitment is the shadow that makes the lone wolf goes away
in the dark I feel trapped and liberated at the same time
coldness is a path and the end is a mirror
some words shouldn't be pronounced
throats and lungs
breathing to connect
holding to abort
absorbed in thoughts not feelings
the issue of them all
outside is always better
through the window I stare but nothing stares back
speaking another language is wearing a mask
how long until it becomes my reality?
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