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a place where
is no expectations
from others to be
some kind of perfect
god under sunshine
to relax where
everything in its
natural beauty lines up
me not too big
nor too small
for some people
doors where
my key wasn’t fitting
may be one
of my crazy dreams
.
.
annamosca 
i love this one. 🙂
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Thank you Beth, love your feedbacks. Three years ago, due to personal reasons, I quitted writing English poetry for a time. Reverberations are poems taken from the last poems written right before that and revised with today’s wisdom and skills.
It’s amazing how I find there the very same emotions I felt once… except today I know how to sharpen the focus!
There will be quite a bit published this month as I signed up for the Poetry Month. Enjoy it 🙂
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wonderful!! fantastic to be able to revisit and recreate your art. i understand. 🙂 i look forward to more!
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