Standing alone was never her plan,
So many years had passed her by,
See how her soul slowly deteriorates,
How she slowly leaves her presence.
By tonight, her mother – agonizing,
Her brother and sister – searching.
She is immobile, unaware, hopeless;
To her despair, she slowly lets go.
Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson.
© Fotograf Mikael Svensson | Gundefjällsgatan 407 | 431 51 Mölndal | Sverige | fotograf.mickesvensson@gmail.com
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