Alone in this hotel room
any city could be outside
the muffled lives next door
could be anyone’s lives
the forecast says maybe
a tornado tonight
flooding in the lowlands
even this fails to rouse me
from the crisply-made bed
I am just waiting for a word
my heart laying open
a palm outstretched
OPTIONAL POETRY 
That’s wonderful! You have so nicely shown how insensitive we are becoming.
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Thanks again for your kind words!
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Bella! Anche la foto è carina
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Grazie, Camilla!
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Sometimes loneliness is better than togetherness
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I’m strongly preferring the latter these days…
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But how can I prefer , I am not very strong but want to be
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My English is not good when i use to
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My english is not good when i am going to talk to you
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