Rib by Dona

Posted on April 19, 2014 by

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The body is a constance, it is you who count.

 

We live our life not really feeling the miracles occurring within.

 

Hours have passed, years are marked, the only thing changing is man.

 

It’s not what we’re made of, it’s what we bury within.

 

It’s the cages we build around us, calling them Ribs.

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