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Nov 2020
Only my dream hurts,
Let me not take my eyes off you,
Let me not bite you with my words,
I struggle to break out of the wild snare,
Can you help, - please ? and get out of me,
Snatching my eyes maybe ...
No need staying behind them
I’ll make myself believe,
That the spirit chooses you.
Maria Mitea
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Maria Mitea
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