Things To Say Are Not Measured In Words Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Things To Say Are Not Measured In Words



they lean on the windowsills with broken hands
elbowed awoken for the call inside
they look at the passing things unuttered sad
look through the eyes of the rain
for a silent outpour of the heart
that's never been

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