New pain in my stomach
Clouds gathering
Tears' bouquet pressing my vocal string
Winds and pigeons desperately looking for shelter
Noon in a Tuesday nightmare
Dreams mixed with mountains memories
Practising muscles for new trekking adventure
Youth illusion in a disintegrating body
Tuesday's noon nightmare
Flesh odour, bones wasting calcium with coffee
Veins popping in silence
Appetite for life postponed for another
Nightmare when Tuesdays eat their noo
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