Photo: On our way to Lake Titicaca
We will have to
drain the sadness of the world
through our Sunday tears
give back to the earth
memories that smell good
then we will hesitate when opening the door
Am I going out or not?
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#3092 poetry
at the top of the hill
a sadness in the shoulders
vertigo of the gaze
the weight of love
in the folds of the arm