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May 2021
Now:
           To where my soul finds peace,
Finds Joy and laughter,
           Riches of the unspoken but heard of.

Right now:
                      To where my soul can be,
Can touch, can live
                      A little dream of incomplete tragedy...

Now:
          My soul there where it can find what it seeks,
What it needs for complete resolution.
Theodora Oniceanu
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Theodora Oniceanu
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