Guitar strings blow a magic bubble
where useless and destructive words
can’t get in.
It only takes a few seconds for the bubble to take shape.
I wish to breathe it to life, for my loved one, for myself,
for the neighbors around and all those
that a simple joy has not reached yet.
Franck Joseph
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