There is a tendency to hide the representation of,
a mask covered in thorns and lies
which end up showing the truth,
a delicate sensitivity that barely floats in the depths of the abyss,
a bitter weakness repressed for fear of being constantly judged,
an gracious smile that nourishes the soul of those who suffer inside,
an immense flaw revised in a thousand versions stuck among the
silent appreciations,
Only by hiding everything you risk showing nothing that can remain except the illusion.
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All This Little Things ~ Poetry
الشعرThis collection portrays a particular journey dedicated to discovering all the little things that enrich our lives
