Friday, 18 July 2025

Soft landing


 I have never said that I wanted the Earth.

What made me happy was a few lines, a spark of attention.

I never asked for the Universe.

I never asked for the Ocean or its depths.

All I wanted was a glimmer, a light, a softness, consideration.

A corner.

A soft landing.

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