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photo frames
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our park,
statues are sleeping imprisoned by green
moss.
dancing on wet allies,
carving dead leaves with our
bare feet.
light bending over our bodies.
the sun,
ancestral drowned,
swings on the thick hips of the chestnut trees.
i give you my heart
pierced
by the vicious thorn of color.
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- Horia Mocanu
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