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The morning passes indifferently
everything returns to its old position
the news brushing against
reality in the newspapers
eyes stare at the wall with graffiti
students look for
their worn notebook among the dirty clothes
poets do sleep (lamely).....
all these facts one after the other
following the same monotonous order
waiting for everything to change
Life will go, in the end it all ends
Some will fall but hope
will sustain the sleepers