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Honeyed
with all that i said
've melted the ice cream star
what bows and arrows
feeling inside my tree
with all early ones
miserable ice beaches
still standing still
mysterious beaches...
my pulmonary soul
on orange juice shelves...
with all i need
yellowish silence...
what a stone skin
lies beneath...
all mysterious beaches
covered by my eyes...
all the honey wants
mysterious niches...
(15 July 2008)
poem
by
Selenaru Negrea
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