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Nov 2020
Yesterday I could touch you
And it felt like being born again.
When your hand turned to mine
In a big blue car
My body and soul quivered
Fearful of the uncertain future
That at once stood tall before them
But suddenly crumbled like burning Rome.

I don’t think that you can understand
For I’m not sure if it can be explained
By words of any language.
You are the beautiful deep abyss
Into which I long to fall over and over again.
I want to share your darkness and your light
Smell forever your hair, hold you in my arms
And there will never be one who want it like me.
For V.L.
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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     Martin PalatickΓ½, Fawn and Leane
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