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pieces of life

sometimes I wonder
if I have the right
to hurt myself
with the other man's grief
but maybe
shapes love,
ungraspable affection,
a bridge -
a bridge
that gives me
a piece of the other man's life
and wouldn't I be
so alone in this world
in my world, in my head,
in my universe
if I wouldn't at least
receive a piece of life
once
and
give a piece of life
once
Intepta
Written by Intepta
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intepta, Feb 10 2019 - Berlin
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