Until next year, THIMUN
Until next year, THIMUN By Aksel Castel-branco Crossing the veil of this unfamiliar place. Nervous, but it won’t appear on my face; Slightly shaking in my seat, honoured to attend Blink too long, it’s already the end! Words bottled in my neck, they lacerate my heart; The more and more I say goodbye, my soul…
