She has the sympathy,
that she didn’t even know.
She has the patience,
that even she didn’t understand.
She has the sensitivity,
that she didn’t even feel.
It is intensely malleable,
full of desire,
with several possibilities,
full of sensitivities,
and with several personalities,
it always has many choices but only one will.
She carries a little bit of everyone inside her, almost the world,
and her will seems alien to what she is always talking about,
always full of ideas.
That are always doomed to fail.
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