dreams whispered in my ear,
the tender thoughts like butterfly wings that flutter
between
your childhood and my garden...
I found you there, as lost as me.
Now its time to disappear, dear....
To know secrets from a world beyond,
a world where we say we belong,
to look at the mess and accept it all.
How can someone so clever do something so stupid?
by: Eliza Veretilo
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