10405 – from a pocket

May, 4th.
Thirty six years ago.
One man died. I remember that day by the tears on the faces of the millions. I was just a kid then and I did not know anything about life.
May, 4th.
Thirty six years after.
I still learn. But I also teach. I rarely cry. And I rarely smile. A sudden thunder from a middle of Nowhere. Strange, but I’m not afraid.

palm through the window
how calming is
rainy night in May

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