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20h
Empty
except for a small seed
a possession so precious
never to be released
hugging, embracing
all day,Β Β soon all the nights

A treasure of words
never will I let go
a piece of paper that caresses my heart
thoughts, steal my breath
If only I could trade tears for
a rose garden
until.....
these words are chains around my heart
in a golden palace
where I dream in black and white
Arthur Vaso
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Arthur Vaso  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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