Pavel Markiewicz Poems

the spring angel
likes the spring feelings
if butterflies fly towards
the sky with
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the spring is refined
in silence
like a diamond
which a daydreamer
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the dream
is everlasting
like the moon
i like dreams
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the moon in
the springtide
is warming me up and you
more than the sun
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the spring
is my most beautiful
sweet times
the longing for
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the nice springtide is mad
if thousands of
dreams hover
during the red sky in
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warm friends
are sitting
by the fire
the are laughting
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wings of an charming
angel become dry
many spring legends
about the
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a soft being
a good queen of
the croci
she are singing her song
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the intelligent and good
spring wizard
wrote thousands legends
about tender
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