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Thirsting Water
fine
as a river, so deep
twig in the carousel of fountain,
drifted to the shore of safety,
where other may hide the
crystal pure water ready to drink
of what might be the truth to believe
and live for today
whistle
the setting sun, the premium
of the humid
flesh touches my skin, like sweating lips
of loft for a new taste of honey bee
lies in the mother’s breast
I always pray
turn around
and let the cup of sweet droplets
of water
calm the sea, vie as you’ll be gone a
hatred of the sand comes
to bail the boarding shadow of a
torent soul, as you
command
depart,
just as you rise the nightfall
lasting memory to live,
like a simple wish in an strange land,
I am gone …..
poem
by
Antonio Liao
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