Dying isn't easy in the body: fading away, vertigo, feeling the icy death on the whole body.
I'm tired, my love, where are you to hold me to my last breath?
Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality. I've published a book with love poems: https://www.amazon.com/Love-Compilation-selected-poetry-greatest/dp/B09WYVJQQ2
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