A new month is starting

Memories floating...
They never fit the suitcase.
A room is empty,


Another month starts:

Fly, little sparrow!
Don't listen when I call you.
End of the Summer...


Posted by Santiago Gala at


And it is about to end:

A heart is broken:
something that never happened
ends with the Summer...


Posted by Santiago Gala at

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