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Her lips are utterly silent
Thoughts inside
Are colliding
The world is so big
Yet her arms
Are too small
To catch it
All
Romanticizing all this darkness
For all she is
Is poetry
Sweet and sour
Light penetrates her soul
Turning overrated romance
Into sweet reality
Dreams and ambitions
Get mixed up
Turned over
Merged and immersed
Making up
A beautiful mess -
While the mind explores
The ever daunting matter of
To be
Or
Not to be
That was all
She was
An intense mess of
Moments
Memories
Mimics
Mimosas
Moreover, she was
Life - all around
She lived with
It all
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Julia
I am no artist.
• Bits of poetry, anecdotes, language learning, travel tips & mostly daydreaming.
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