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2 years ago
She was back to her core with that bad dream she saw
She was thinking while leaning her head against the window and watching the falling snow. Trying to warm up from the mug in which he put a cup of tea that warms him in the cold house. Each falling s...
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2 years ago
In which scene of my mind I think I'm stuck in which hole
I have never imitated everyone as much as I am no one, and here it is snowing flaky years later. Even though I couldn't stick with an ax all this time, the Creator has given me so many opportunities,...
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2 years ago
I found myself flying while the wind inside me was blowing nonstop
A battalion of riots. A battalion of imperative moods. The silent identity of love, but when I manage to love silently from afar very well, when I confess it out loud, the climate called love wraps...
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2 years ago
I am by no means absent from life every day
What I think to myself, I get offended at night as if I'm talking to whom, the concept of loneliness that follows, which is when I feel my back is crushed, In fact, the row of sighs is one after anoth...
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2 years ago
I try to write my concerns with their human aspects and the broad language of literature
You are like the dervish of my soul wandering the temple of my loneliness. I multiply. I sing of love in your blaze. Love from the seasons, I read and you know what you can and cannot read. The cr...
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2 years ago
The graceful privilege of forgiveness is on the strings around my neck
I don't want to touch the glaciers that are moving away from me, melted by the sun. I want to dive away from the castle of silence of calm, to clear the hurts in my heart. My tiredness is turning yel...
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