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perhaps I live for ever
beyond the world’s borders
without realizing
those limits useless talks
and mean chit-chats
laid out as spider webs
perhaps I fly protected
in the blinding light
and at night I cry
cause I did not grasp it
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January 27 was International Holocaust Memorial Day , this poems is my contribution to honor the victims.
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Now, that is a lovely one!
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Hello Simon, lovely to read your comment!
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So beautiful and touching.
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Thank you V.J.!
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You’re welcome.
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