poetryrepairs #237 v17.05:050
Sisyphus' Struggle (II) BY Sabahudin Hadzialic
: POEM AND WORDS
: WISDOM
: LOST SOULS

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POEM AND WORDS

Words do not make a verse A word has the power of a verse But

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WISDOM

I am running towards of my narcissist self. Almost ailing. I am running towards of my own death. The Exit The Entrance andů I remain silent all the way through !

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LOST SOULS

They stand stuck between my mind your mind. They are the soldiers-keepers of my destiny your fortune. They are a miserable memory of of their own manifestationů andů and mine and yours. Who are they ?! They are You and Me.




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