Today was meant to be better.
It was not to be urgent
this tremulous letter,
a request for help,
one last search,
one last chance
to change
the tears of the heart
rolling through the chest,
such is the fear
to have it all lost!
Lost is the word.
Lost is my world
with crushed countries
ripped trees,
rivers of blood,
muddy seas.
I can swim in them,
they're in better condition,
they can give me a lesson.
Teach me please,
How to start the ignition
Of Alzheimer's disease!
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