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Sep 2021
here at the end of the world
my pendulum stops

I sit here
finally rested

reflecting on all the reds and blues in life
and I lived it

Lived it in ignorance of this moment
but pulled forward like a moth to a shiny moonlight

I sit here
rested well
Martin Palatický
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Martin Palatický  28/M/Slovakia
(28/M/Slovakia)   
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