Raquel Angel Nagler
The Variety Of Reality - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler
The leaves of my hands
Have their own way of freezing
Their own way to melt,
As if they were tears of my body.
You murmur: reality is the sum of little surprises.
It never liked boredom. Never.
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