Poezie
awkward
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we wander awkwardly
through a frozen season
a world where forgiveness
has not yet been invented
stars fall
ripping the sky
only to nest in ice
and become lightning again
ripping the same sky
over and over
our shadows merge
your heart throbs
when my heart beats
but our eyes no longer share
an equal exchange of sadness
we wander lonely
guilty without guilt
pieces of a yesterday
that has not yet happened
- translation - Adrian George Sahlean -
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