I laughed not to cry,
I dreamed not to be,
I sang quietly not to shout...
I’ve done everything backwards,
I whispered sparkling melodies,
I wasted lovely hours, days, years...
I wasted my existence,
No space for me to be!
I just walk on long streets
Waiting to build my fragment of reality!
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I’ve done everything backwards, I whispered sparkling melodies, I wasted lovely hours, days, years... a fine poem with original ideas. tony