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Apr 2017
You said at once that
this kind of love poetry
does not resonate
with you yet still, you see, from
a distance, I keep
imaging to kiss upon
your weary eyelids
again, for a moment, it
gives me back my loss:
my sea of tranquility,
my moonbeam of inner peace.
Diána Bósa
Written by
Diána Bósa  Budapest
     ---, Mack and M Harris
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