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Apr 2021
I cried rivers of pain for you,
I suffered for that soul I lost,
I suffered for the same things,
Reasons we claim that weren't but ours.

I Poured some in silence
And some had their awful turns...
Why do you want to see me... ?
Like this...
Why do you love me so much?

Grave open to make me see
What Hides into the depths of your kindness.
It's all around you,
Can't you see?
Don't you hear?
What kind of love can be so bright?
What Hides into the depths of your kind silence
Speaks to me.
Why do they bother me? Weren't they already fair enough? At least they are rebuilding their devastated world.
Theodora Oniceanu
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Theodora Oniceanu
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     Imran Islam, izzn and Hooria Iftikhar
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