26 april 2018
Dawning Blue
The trust was intact
but you would not carry
it far, the stillness.
Propolis, that is
what you needed to plug
the echo of insult.
The polarized crowd
was throwing the rocks
at the moon.
May not fracture
the curve, you wanted
the release from unknown.
Where were you, when
the flame was extinguished?
How will I read the writing on wall.
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Ruda na platynowoabsynt
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takie tam ćwiczenieabsynt
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I Will SurviveSatish Verma
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