WILD FLOWERS

There is a road that ends with out

traffic signals

There is a door with all its

metallic colors peeling

There is a car abandoned

in the portico of a house

the owner never came for

Cobwebs shut the panes of the glass

There are letters that

are always incomplete

And wild flowers that sleep

Through the winter

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