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Monday, 28 April 2014


Now that
You and me
Have grieved on a similar suffering
Have both traded blood into our eyes
Have risen from the same debris of distress
Bear now
The identical wounds of time
That can’t be healed by any messiah.

Come My Love
Let us
At least try to narrate it all differently
And discover some unique synonyms for pain.

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