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Jun 2017
How am i standing and not crumbling?
How am i breathing and not choking?
For every second thought
marching for the sun's light
for every second look
hunting for the moon's beauty
i almost forgot your face
so horrified i felt
I need a moment to straighten
my senses.
I have to let go
no apologies will be made
have to keep walking
but never forget.
Treasured moments so true
that i have nothing else to say.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  31/M/Scotland
(31/M/Scotland)   
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