#4209 poetry

the sky the night before the supermoon, Nelson

We would ask ourselves what is the point of all this?

We did not understand


the reasons to live

but we loved it anyway

almost every day

except for certain times

when we lost sight

of when we would say to ourselves: « Ah, if I had known. »

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