Inventica Poem by ion untaru

Inventica



Sick of all and all
I invented a special world
new and full of harmony
in which no lutier
does not want me
in his the service

(translated from romanian)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 21 January 2010

Building sand castles in the mind, can cause future hurts away from reality.

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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