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January 16, 2015 by barbarakonery

In the silent whisper
Of unknown to me words.
In deaf reflection
Of thoughts.
Collecting scattered memories.
Green pieces of glass
And wet papers,
Filled with, ones important words.

Sorting out dreams
In an alphabetical order
And putting them on a shelf.
Putting in frames
Those fulfilled.
Making place for new hopes.

Arranging in heart
Those real and infatuations.
Erasing from memory
Childhood nightmares.
Pouring out,
From full goblets,
Tears and sorrows.

Surrounding myself
With wall
Of concerns and unbeliefs.
Let the world stay outside.

Now it’s calmly…


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