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 May 2014 Elena Martinescu
LF
..And in the dark cathedral you call your soul, your broken pieces have formed the most beautiful stained glass windows, i cant help but want to peer inside ...
Pretty girls
Open roads
Why am I thinking
Of *you?
she reached out
for a vivid
dream

came back with nothing
but a silent
scream
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