The Time Machine

Vico Biscotti
Apr 18, 2019 · 1 min read
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Reminiscences
Glimpses of narrow streets
walked in another life
I remember well
those afternoons
Smells
not always pleasant
Enticing scents
Today as then
That light
that gave eternity
to anything
Perhaps the light of youth
of the future
Who knows
The time machine
is here
in these streets
I’m a traveler
unintentionally forward
impotently savoring
what was.

Vico notes

On the human condition and the journey through it.

Vico Biscotti

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Engineer, rebooting from crash. Jack of all mistakes. viconotes.com vicoxl.com

Vico notes

On the human condition and the journey through it.

Vico Biscotti

Written by

Engineer, rebooting from crash. Jack of all mistakes. viconotes.com vicoxl.com

Vico notes

On the human condition and the journey through it.

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