I have discovered a nice poem ...
"no return no past
Sorrow
no desire is not lust
history, at last
how anyone Could Be sorry?
Something
give the chance,
(What exactly should it be, how CAN you know?)
refuse the universe and serenity inherent ITS
put the blame on me and move on
into history I have overcome things Dreams Reality Thoughts,
Meet fruits to eat people to book entire year I have
signs of the Crossed margin
Might get him now wherever
CAN BE only inside of me. "
(Maia Malcea, 2008)
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