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Jul 2014
i can feel the
summertime restlessness
creeping in
and i find myself
dissatisfied
with the places
ive been
and the place
i am in,
distant lands
whose names
i dont know
call for me
incessantly
(and soon
enough
ill go)
Vageli Mouzakitis
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Vageli Mouzakitis
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