Dry presence

The sun is high today

And its energy continuous and red.

It dried the leaves around me and the petals i had forgotten

In this brave winter.

I am just a flower on the side of this path

Made of gravel and grass.

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The new year fell on us

The data are running wild chasing each

other in the living room,

the words of the manuscript are looking for a closure

among the glassware,

and another year passed.

Attending the details left from the year of the focus,

the new year fell on us with clarity and love.