Mistral
Don't die wondering!
Registered: February 2003
Location: North West Italy
Posts: 47
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Early mornings
are cold here.
Around of me
I can hear noises
footsteps, calls, activities...
Boats have come
and fishes conveied
to the market.
Some fishermen
join here
on the pier
to have their breakfasts
maybe someone
will give me a small fish...
my coconut dish
is here on the ground
beside of me
I will not ask
as I’m nobody...
just a presence
alone in the crowd.
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