I spent several hours on that boat.
Banale: relax following the undulation of the sea.
Banale: lost between the black and the stars.
Banale: Find a distraction to an unrequited love.
badly paid.
A painful love.
Banal ...
Banale: chasing dreams that come true.
Meanwhile, the waves, banal, filled my heart through my ears.
Banali the stars shining between the outstretched fingers of my hand trying to catch them.
Banale life.
Banale pain.
trite and unoriginal.
Banali tears bravely remained attached to the cilia and not down.
Not even that time in the boat, went down.
I fell asleep and perhaps dreamed.
An exclamation point in a life without her ... trivial ... empty ... trivial ... trivial too ...
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