so many things
float in our mind
the crisis of too
much freedom
million options like
stars in the heavens
more regrets like
sands of the shores
it is when you love
that you cut everything
and take only one thing
with you inside the heart
you leave millions of
options and thousands of regrets
you stay calm under the tree
watching the blueness of the sea
you watch clouds pass you by
and all those birds flying
away from you, away from us.
away from everybody.
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