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autoportret_cu_dantela

Many times the conclusions only last as long as you bang the gavel in the justice court in your mind.

Everything is subject to transformation, as we find ourselves at the light and matter intersections.

Don’t u wanna find me?
Black lace and a hidden smile,
The scent u can’t remember
But u would like to,
The cold glass of the table
Reflects your thoughts.
While the sun rises somewhere else…
It’s cold,
But don’t close the window.
Let the night fall in first,
I just stole the last ray
Maybe we can share it in a dream.

Versiunea în română: https://soulpatterns.wordpress.com/2013/03/24/autoportret-cu-dantela/