Cold day has risen from a sleepless night.
The silence of the depleted trees.
Dead phone.
The stingy heaviness of my left breast shows no improvement.
Folding laundry in mechanical moves.
Furious exchange of e-mails.
People going on with their lives.
Hating all the Christmas updates.
Still candies and chocolates.
The pain inside my brain, behind the eyes.
Torturous blinking.
No sign of justice.
The second knot of hate.
The silence of the depleted trees.
Dead phone.
The stingy heaviness of my left breast shows no improvement.
Folding laundry in mechanical moves.
Furious exchange of e-mails.
People going on with their lives.
Hating all the Christmas updates.
Still candies and chocolates.
The pain inside my brain, behind the eyes.
Torturous blinking.
No sign of justice.
The second knot of hate.
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