Hi Buddy,

long time we haven’t chat.

This is not poetry,

you know,

just anger to be.

No verses but thoughts.

I’m writing to you, buddy,

staring at the blanket, stained by crucified lines.

Do you remember what I used to say?

It was something about that day, that is here today.

I begged you and others around the fountain square

to give love an aim; to be your part of the lawless territory.

To be love. 

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