The Inner Lands Poem by IOANA TRICA

The Inner Lands

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The inner lands


You still travel
Through the inner lands

Chasing the mirror’s cold flames
Remaining silent
A dress of silence
Majestic and long
Protects you through the day

Your trip to the inner lands
Always takes place in a reversed time

Lights turn off one by one

At the end
The last one tearing off
Is the old Moon


Tarile interioare.Translate for Rosalba Valle

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