POEM 10-A familiar face

A familiar face-my face.

And yet not thoroughly known,

not even to me.


What a pity that I can’t see my face

when I sleep;

I am sure that it’s the most serene face.


My daily face is that of a person

who fights against time, fights to win time

because there is never enough time.


Maybe it’s not the most beautiful face,

but it’s a kind of face and I accept it.

Though, I would prefer my night face in broad daylight!

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