Dance me to the moon

I jump in the air while sitting still

In this pinky sunset in a deserted office.

I sing in my head pretending to listen

In this meeting with too few friends.

I dance to a sweet melody

For each moment that gives me clarity.

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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.