Vigour Poem by Aram Stefanian

Vigour



My heart is open for hurting
My body's aching and twisting
I have no more tears for weeping
Not even cure for healing
Where to look for a painkiller?
If you're getting a lot curter
I'd like to return the former vigour
To feel less abandoned and fuller

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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