One day on november, somehow,
it was a sunny day.
And I remembered him.
Because the Sun would always remind me of him.
I didn't think twice, just like him,
and I jumped off the cliff.
Just that, this time,
I didn't care about avoiding the rocks.
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Neptune
Poetry"My mother called me Neptune, after the roman god of the sea. She had no idea..." 63 in Poetry on September 27th 2015.
