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Nov 2017
Let nothing grieve you beyond measure
life is short and time will claim its toll.
It's like moving forward but
remaining to a tempest of blood poetry.
Such an irony to feel free yet again
not satisfied completely.
Darkness is not meant to last
forever neither light.
The soul is the only immortal
essence in this world
the quintessence and glory of it all.
Dimitrios Sarris
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Dimitrios Sarris  32/M/Scotland
(32/M/Scotland)   
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