Category: Poetry
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“Strange, the undeniable beauty of the moment when I held her weeping on the floor…”
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“The cottonwood tree Is crying for me With its fluff…”
“Ουδείς έρωτα φεύξεται, μέχρι αν κάλλος η καί οφθαλμοί βλέπωσιν.”
“No one will escape love, as long as there is beauty and eyes to see.”
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