Prudence Poem by Paola Degli Esposti
Prudence
Prudence, the fear is winning, prudence, reflection, the slope is fast. The peak is far. No one will shout at me when I am back from my duty. Silence, surrender to the loneliness in the moltitude. This is the begin of troubles! No way, no way, no way, whispers, remote control, maybe, the complete path will give a restore. Give to this a chance and embrace the prudence, ever!
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