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Nov 2019
you are a light miracle that blooms in my blood
my thoughts flow in reborn streams of meaning
ever since I learned to love myself I have known true love,
through you, the absolute is fulfilled!
folded in peace, now I live
for until yesterday, I was only the slave of the beast in me
I was always in search of light,

now, I learned to breathe,
to sing, to cry
and I learned how to love winter 'cause colors do not freeze
lucid cold has its role in melting sick habits
the striking frost smashes old patterns
then the light flows,
love arrives and my eyes tell everything
my lips kiss the sky...
Ilonka
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Ilonka  35/F
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