Dia de Sant Jordi. Mai havia significat menys. L’única culpable, la desil·lusió. Com em menja aquesta frustració. Està a les meves mans. Encara que ara, em sento esclavitzat. Depenent dels carents. Per qui respiraria no existeix. Sense dubte, és un fet que influeix. Tants dracs mereixerien ser vius i roses al seu niu.
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Hola, sempre les teves reflexions son punyents i fan pensar amb el contingut de les teves paraules escrites en vers.
Bon dia.
Espero que estiguis i estigueu bé.
Gràcies pel Temps.
Una abraçada.