#Poetry:”For you, the door will always stay open”. (Move Forward)

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To move on,

I do, we always do.

If I don’t do it how you want it,

I care little.+

But, I can’t let anyone,

to put a mouth in my life.

I regret and regret many things,

I’m sorry I said them,

to have criticized,

of having written “White Papers”.

For some things I have no responsibility,

maybe it’s the city’s fault,

or rather: the fault of what certain experiences do and cause us.

I am sorry that you have experienced them …

The door will always remain open for you.

Maybe you will enter, without having knocked, in fact.

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#Poetry:”Grow Up”.

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To grow up,

does not mean getting colder,

does not mean becoming more cynic,

it means becoming more autonomous.

It means more and more,

know who you are,

what do you want,

where should you go,

and do it.

Carrying everything, all the way.

It seems paradoxical,

but you become too mature,

to let it go,

to surrender.

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#Poesia:”Ma via dove?”

Non me ne voglio andare via,

non so dove cazzo andrei.

Ormai, non so più molte cose.

Non so più cosa voglio.

Andare via, sì, ma dove?
A volte, pensi che basti andare via,

ma “è come cambiare cella”.

Dove si scappa?

Da nessuna parte.

Nella vita ci sono vari posti,

in cui si sta.

Nella vita si è schiavi dei sentimenti,

nella vita, si è persi.

A volte, bisogna godersi anche la propria confusione.

E in certe notti, come questa,

che vedo il cielo, e la notte,

guardo questa città,

che un tempo odiavo,

ora mi sembra bellissima.

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