Mother
Yesterday was just a child ...
you grow up, and all around
becomes youngest. Yesterday
people believe,
and all seemed to have good intentions
Everything had a different smell
. All had a taste
more intense.
Everything
another sense,
now.
Everything is more complex now that
live no longer exist only
:
is to resist.
Yesterday,
was only yesterday. I lived
of your kisses
of all, sincere.
..... zzzzzzzz .......
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