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Breathings
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Breathings
I want us to breathe a light
whiter than the white of the snow
Don’t torment the stars of the evening on my shoulders!
You wish you changed the Universe
instead of a volley of poppies bewitched
by my hot real palms,
Mother called you for the first time
to kiss you on the forehead
roaming vaguely
regarding a feeling
left at the front door.
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- Preoteasa Marinela
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