Poezie
you do not speak
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Mediu
you come to me as the voices at night
in broad daylight
and you cannot see me blossomed with grief
my friend bought a house with daisies
I am in the cellar and cut their stalks
for you in silence
you are in the hallway in the dark
touching the abyss in my silence.
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