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My wild children
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Misunderstood secrets have shaded my door
I open and nobody is in the doorway
For a while I don’t draw the fastener
To not dismiss my unknown fate.
If only I could guess
How many times I shall rebuild hope,
With what price shall I pay my receipt?
For living in sanctuary.
I fell to give birth in secret
Children of a savage land, my flower’s kids
Made by nights on watch when thrown
Of dear words and last apparel.
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- Autor
- Lory Cristea
- Tip
- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 80
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 12
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