the sincere intention to relax has left the bed occupied, filled at times that it is normally not. Coffee is brought by the wife, a paschaesque situation today. She departs for the flea market, a root around all the used clothes and broken dreams.
"Cieling, tell me what to do“
The plastered cieling tells nothing, get up
Grey cold march day
Son is doing homework
Alone in the house
listen to the clocks tick
prepare for the days jobs
"Cieling, tell me what to do“
The plastered cieling tells nothing, get up
Grey cold march day
Son is doing homework
Alone in the house
listen to the clocks tick
prepare for the days jobs
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