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Oct 2017
I wished time and time again

-to be weightless
- not need

nor

-want

To always

-have my hands free

-and open

Never
-bent to hold

I wished,
but...wishes are specks of dust.
Specks of the past
they fly past my window
Sometimes lingering in my hair:

Hello, old friends
-lucky I have long hair


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                                    ­                          ~ Surely you comprehend the
                                                             ­     pleasure of flight
                                                          ­    Meaning is a weak soluble
                                                         ­          Pursue the carnal.
                                                             Channel it right ~
Nevena Todorovic
Written by
Nevena Todorovic  Belgrade
(Belgrade)   
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