Page 13 - Reflectoem Magazine Issue 13
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Kapardeli Eftichia


                 The soul softened
                 Foliage cool, colored
                 and my root, childish

                 Star tears
                 the rivers flowing into the sky
                 and impatient friends
                 Holding hands
                 escape forever in the dream

                 Battles lost or won
                 in the eternal rhythm, will not refuse
                 The earth will not be lost
                 New life, from the same root will give birth
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