dream wake me not to my deep emotional distress
as I want to close the shadow of the past, touching
my sobering illusion of your beauty
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the cup pour out the harness of perfume and the
smile smell the poison of truth, standing where the
point has to reveals the endless halos of sincerity
of your stay
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wow what a poetic stanza here....poetically woven to the great poetess! ! !
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the cup pour out the harness of perfume and the smile smell the poison of truth, standing where the point has to reveals the endless halos of sincerity of your stay ----------- wow what a poetic stanza here....poetically woven to the great poetess! ! !