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Jul 2017
You find me within
the interim for I will
be recognized as

the final. Though the
distance is my shelter, I
am near at hand;

on my way just to
get in yours. Reflect me; see
what is hiding your beneath.
Diána Bósa
Written by
Diána Bósa  Budapest
(Budapest)   
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     --- and Gabriel burnS
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