26.06.2022 Poem by Eva Polak

26.06.2022



Calling a name, the silence will reign, after the storm, someone is crying. Wherever I go, I miss you.Because of a sense of perfection, there is no will to do better for the day. Calling a name, hearing the echo, the detail, the fall, the fail, what else can we deserve? What else can we deserve?

Sunday, June 26, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: silence
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