Was I Cold?
Was I cold?
Did something in me die because I had suffered so much?
That was why maybe I felt indifferent
to all tragedies
and joys
and annoyances?
That was perhaps why I stopped
letting praises and condemnations get into my head and travel down to my heart?
That was why I could no longer cry
Because my tears already went dry?
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