The unborn story

There is a story to be told.
A story of a past and the present, peopled by characters vivid and lively.
Sometimes they threaten to burst out of the deep corners of my mind
Where they have been locked for so long.
Sometimes they want to speak of their lives and their times
and of their longings and their aspirations.
Sometimes they want to keep silent
and let the ghosts lie in peace.
But if told a story would be born.

Or rather, should I live the story only in my mind?

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