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May 2020
I will not rest
until justice is served
but head left trembling
unsettled like a caterpillar
soon to be a butterfly
on a mighty burnt leaf
must the colors weave
the tremendous pain
heart pretended to sleep
for when the eyes close
mind is at peace
echos of emptiness
to everything that bleeds
lonely red soldier
unmask the alleged power
strip the garrulous walls
amaze the unhinged coward
squeeze the lemon
when moon deflowers
my soul will be waiting
on the edge of fanatic tower
catching ceaseless fires
drain my heavy heart
stitch it with barbed wire
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     neth jones and Bogdan Dragos
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