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by Vicleanu Mihaita [Clevian]

2008-02-17  |     | 



My mirror shows no reflection,
shows no truth.
Your window has no view,
has no purpose in the room.
Our bed has no shape
has no traces of sleep on it.
My walls are jagged,
are cracked in corners.
Your door is always locked
is always stained.
Our garden has no herb
has no scissors.






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