Frammenti di Luna.

di Luna Avae
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In this moment
someone is giving birth and someone is dying.
Someone is meeting for the first time
and someone is kissing goodbye.
In this moment
someone is crying and someone is laughing
Someone is falling and someone is rising.
Someone is hurting and someone is healing.
There may be wind somewhere, in this moment
somewhere is raining and somewhere the sun is shining
somewhere they are dancing
somewhere they are starving.
In this very moment
someone is writing and someone is reading.
People are taking flights in this moment,
looking back for a last glimpse of a loved one
or not looking back at all.
A kid is looking at his parents with his eyes full of hope.
Parents are looking at their kid with fear
wondering how he'll make it in this world.
In this moment someone is holding a wrinkled hand
of a grandma or a grandpa laying on a bed
praying for an old soul to sing just another song
or to fade away in a land with no pain.
Someone is surely falling in love in this moment,
feeling like his heart is doubling in size,
someone is being betrayed in this moment,
feeling his heart shrinking 
until it could pass trough his mouth and being trow up.
Anyone is doing something in this moment,
no one stands still and the sound of the choices that are being made
of the life that is being lived
of the days that are being consumed
is the most beautiful song I've ever heard.
And all of this, and more, was happening 
just a moment ago.




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