you’ll see there follow swiftly
and eat up avidly your steps,
the years you have missed.
If you will look around, as birds
above you and toward the sky
will fly, to leave you all alone
the dreams you trusted in…
If you will think, as if an abyss
inside of you cleaves open
an endless uncertainty
where every moment you will fall.
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