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One last breathing
from my book called \"Waves\"
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I will no longer cherish marble faces
and neither will I beg for smiles
like other times
within furrows dug deeply
I will no longer open tombs of memories
weeping in vain
over some flowers
the sap that burns in me
I will no longer dream about those flaming nights
when your face used to reflect itself on the moon
with stardust on your cheeks
and the sky kept us glowing...
I will no longer smile like an infant
and neither will I take grains from your hair
but on the ledge\'s distress
I will remain alone covered with clay
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- Ionut Popa
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- 1 min
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