The security that will grow again.

By espacioreal | elespacioreal | 29 Apr 2021

the boys are afraid of me
the girls are afraid of me
the beasts are afraid of me
animals are afraid of me
tenderness is afraid of me
darling is afraid of me
evil is afraid of me
pain is afraid of me

I fear them too
and I pretend not to. I feel sad but strong
like a plant that dries up
with all the security
that will grow again.

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