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Hope is the light that
seeps through, reflecting prisms
in our memories
Dear, Sweet, Damascus,
Even your vinegar will
attract hungry flies.
you are the only
person that can make me feel
like it is worth it
In Italy we say
that when you eat
a new kind of fruit
for the first time in the year
you can make a wish

so I spent two weeks
eating exotic and strange fruits

but you still haven't came back to me
I
feel
peace

the flowing of the river
takes me away
slowly
from you

I
can
breathe

I will never love again
but for now this water is enough
I can let go, but I will never move on. Love you always.
I'm grateful to have you as my cocoon
For I'm still a caterpillar
I'm blessed to have you as my shell
For I'm still a delicate pearl
The truth won't ever shatter
For you'll always hide behind my words..
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