If I'm a letter you never really read
do let me lie on a broken stair
I'll sound no victory and no defeat
I'll fold no sides to a memo cry
I'll name no address bear no stamp no post
I'll rustle whimper whisper for a wind beloved
to take me away to a no land host
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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