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martedì 26 gennaio 2016


Dreams - Poem by Des Agos

chased dreams
in the endless roads of the world
looking
with the impatience of the mind

distorted dreams
as sharp blades
that pierce my soul
lost
in words with no more sense

dreams collected
in the smithy of my soul
burn
the ardor of my life

dreams ended
As my breath on a mirror
erased forever from your hand 


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