Standing
Enduring every second as the time goes by, holding my breath every time the cold air try to drive me away, smiling when all those raindrops hit my face, dreaming about our world when the moon shows its figure up in the sky, remembering every step we have walked when the sunset fills the sky in red tones, bearing the pain of the whole silence when I close my eyes… I will keep standing on my feet, so when the time comes I will be able to look at your eyes…
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