You're my final wave
I live in that
Seemingly
Misapprehended
Solitude,
I live in my memory
Trying to leave back things of the past
I'm a green wave
Tired of losing
You're my final wave,
A little more tunefully
In a dancing sea
In this blues of life
Like a weedy sea dragon
Walking in sounds
For keeping this endless love
Nothing else
poem by Marieta Maglas
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