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Oct 2020
A tiny home of a walnut shell that shines in your eyes. Calm in your arms and happily, I would have driven my stray head to sleep - you kept every moment of miracles, magic between your two swan hands like the sparks of the Universe! you dared to dream of immortal fulfillment - while I was held captive by the shackles of cowardice: you could not let me go! You raised your lily head toward me. Your gaze thirsted for goodness, honesty, as the only forgivable

excuse me before lies! The magic of your face, the self-sacrificing will, was beyond everything I could perceive, discover! You became a miserable pain that lingered in yourself, and you asked yourself every day: How long? How many earthly minutes can I tolerate people's envious spit,

swear words to hated wickedness? You were a redemption that extends its angel wings to escape to the only recesses in the world! Even in self-sacrifice, you have always been an encouragement - a healing hope that stars in times of need!

Underneath your feet, the forest of green music, autumn avar, covered in velvet flames, has sprung up! You came and went, the tiny-sweeping worries of existence pushed your fragile shoulders deeper and deeper into a happy pregnancy: Human embers emotions, the romantic charm of kisses, the superstitious music of lips flew around you!

The radiance of heavenly grace has drawn you into your untouchable circles like a magnet! - Where did you go? You live in your tiny garden house, you have now exchanged the compliments of the dreams of our dreams into a feminine virtue, behind which is still your little girly fang! But your indestructible memory is still indelible digesting and fluttering in the labyrinths of my head: And I don't know how you feel or do you feel at all
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
(36/M/Hungary)   
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