Since I was a kid, my father loved gardening. We used to have a huge garden in our backyard. All kind of vegetables and fruits. I was fascinated since every afternoon we had to go and pick them, and I
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Beneath my Masks
inWritingsMay 8, 2018I hide beneath all my masks That’s where I’m safe and sound Where the truth what I show and hide Darkness rise I’m not a child or an angel of others dreams My glass shatters and disappears Innocence left me