early I arrive and sit down to listen
with my eyes with my hands and in every sigh
I try to understand every single detail
sometimes I'm wrong, I ask again and listen more

no matter how much time of my life I have behind
I know, still and always listen I may
sometimes it feels good, sometimes it hurts..

by these forgotten suburbs of the world, we all live by trials and mistakes
falling over them
and getting up sometimes
unaware of being both flowing water and river bed

flowing water
and river bed
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