They didn’t understand your tears…
Neither does your sigh when you turn the corner…
They did not hear your sobs…
Not your faults, not your tears…
They did not know how to hug you,
nor value you,
nor tear off your thorns…
They are only stones in your path,
the only one who has to take you to the top.
This is only the loneliness of the poet,
the one that fills you,
the one that inspires you.
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