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Nov 2018
I bumped into her and his poetry.

Her beautiful verses that a thousand times I read, woke the passion very inside my heart.
Her poems were never for me, but in my mind his words became fantasy.
And I dreamed of those verses that someday, she would write me.
So my days were filled with an equal joy, my afternoons of wisdom and my nights of melancholy
... while life flowed with an unknown energy.
Dreaming, playing, playing and dreaming.
Without seeing, without listening, without reason to feel in my life.
Crossed new trails of naked feelings,
I opened my soul and my own being.
I shared with my sorrow and my pain and every mystery of my interior.
I delivered my spirit to its magical dimension,
I made it into my God.
I built for a beautiful throne full of love........
Leo Janowick
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Leo Janowick  73/M/Pomona, California
(73/M/Pomona, California)   
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