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Jul 2014
I wanted to write a poem about you
but all I can see when I close my eyes
is your patience face
and wandering eyes,
how your fingers touch my face
and how your voice grows flowers in my lungs.
Ella Matache
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Ella Matache  Romania
(Romania)   
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