Who can describe
  how it feels
when you have to live your life
  for the second time...

But I was thinking 'bout it
  so often, so intence
that I was thrown back
  to my school years...
Whence?
  Right from here, 
my dear...

I must confess
  things seemed
so boaring,
 much more boaring
  than back then...

I saw my mother knowing
  how she could make pretence...

And even my first love...
  For which I wanted to come back,
my dove!
 These are no lies!
  I looked at him
with different eyes...



Feb. 11, 2024