You
that
How about
if this
Christmas I
a beautiful tree
inside my heart
and attacked us, instead of
gifts, the names of all
my friends? The distant friends
and neighbors, friends old and new,
of those difficult times and those of
happy hour, the names of all those who are
passed in my life, a tree with roots
very deep, because their names do not come
ever since
my heart.
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