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Euphie
Poems
Jan 2019
To Strain Every Nerve
With poets' sinew, the dream I have will be
played like a harp until I wake.
Until the time comes
I hope one day...
the elixir that remains
in my mouth will last
until death comes.
#poets
#sinew
#nerve
#dream
#somber
#dreaming
#harp
#music
#love
#orpheus
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Euphie
23/F
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