I think you missed a good part of your teeth, chewing with mouth closed
between the smiles of the family.
Com'è
vigilant that crow you see from up there, if you turn
suddenly flies off and is gone.
And as the clock runs,
you look at it and do not see it as a ghost
without history or a story without heirs.
rags and a bit 'of dreams,
slam the door and run away,
down the stairs and a corridor to a room
prison.
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