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Aug 2018
Hear me not
Yea I shall speak no more
No longer shall I endure my mind
The vivid pictures it paints
Defile me
I speak with clear conscious
My conclusion is contaminated
Does my death arrive soon
  People are bidding me farewell
But I have no plans to leave
Mother said forget those dreams

Hearing the music grow softer
It calms me
Smiles of yesterdays past
I can still feel the warmth of the sun on my face
Back in those times I could smile
I was free to love
And be loved
so far now it seems
I must forget those dreams

Wish
To wish for what
A kiss
Just one more moment with you
One more touch
Then I shall depart from you
so hard to let go of you
Hard to believe
I must forget my dreams
John Yuri Yasmirakov
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John Yuri Yasmirakov  122/M/Everywhere but nowhere
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