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Updated: Apr 16, 2021

So many times you spoke of unity and

how everything is knitted in an invisible web.

A few times your hands held mine keeping

the warmth inside. Where could you be now that sadness

nests in my wings and sabotages my flying?

Now, more than ever,

I need you to give colour to my daydreams,

even if I wake up the next moment!

Alexandra Sotiropoulou

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