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Ottar
Poems
May 2015
I've Never Been to Never
The rich sadness, that
is a silent smile shining,
white in the daylight,
half a world apart, heart to heart
when two realize, in that
they will never be pining,
for another, in the twilight,
of
their
lives.
A place called Never.
may the fourth of hope, be with you all.
Written by
Ottar
where you will find me
(where you will find me)
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