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Sunday, 19 July 2015

Three

* Be the poetic pause for all the words I lost
    Let's make a silent symphony of disaster.

* I am a plot without a story
    A winner without the victory
    A poem without words
    An enchantress in mystery.

* I have noises in my head
   Buried under the memories I dread
   I am  longing for your whispers.

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