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Mar 2013
I reach up to an exciting nights,
we only live now,
this is out trip,
dear passenger,
I’ve been waiting for you.

I who thought, I had forgotten all that I knew,
moonlight lift me higher.
Grass grow green, summer never come too late.
all metals have to dissolve.

The heat warms up my cold  body.
I melt in your presence .
Herdís
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Herdís  Reykjavík
(Reykjavík)   
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