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Cryptic Poetry
Poetry and thoughts, many times darkened due the shadows of reality.
Thursday 23 October 2014
If I fall
may it be on a white lilies field
may I lay my body like a wilted daffodil in the green meadow of eternal youth
and on its verge I will succumb
and on its dew I will slip
[Photo by Emir Ozsahin]
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