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Poem from my new antology.

And the voices from the afterlife

returned in me,

 

and the voices from the afterlife

returned in me,

 

and the voices from the afterlife

returned in me,

 

like the gentlest rain

they flow over me

the songs of the souls

no longer sleepy

in the poetic slumber

that picked them like flowers

from their colored garden

while they were breathing unknowing

desires of eternity.

 

I took refuge

iIn the spotless wisdom of their voice:

night fell, the fire died down

life was reborn

and I forgot my living days.

 

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