Captured I was,
little by little.
In a world of rapture,
understanding the riddle.
Suddenly, the orbit changed,
signals lost,
reasons lame.
Sand slipped,
I kept reflecting,
did he forget,
I too was existing?
Whatever has been the past, something that only in my conscience lasts, here I am to di.a.log the complexities of the human heart.
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