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by Florin Hulubei [odin]

2007-02-23  |   

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every time when we hold on to our memories
locked up under the shell of a useless thing
a shadow of a doubt breaks the smile
that barely flickers in the corner of the mouth
as if we bit from a sour grape

and then, the grey folds of death
flutter somewhere, in an uncertain
but sufficiently perceptible place
like a cold and kind breeze
shortly caressing our hair
on a sunset bathed beach

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