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Updated: Sep 29, 2022

As my tears pour and my heart softens,

I know no one can save me but me.

Can I remember that I am practically empty

as my inside melts and as it stiffens?

If not so, how can I understand the simplicity

of being human?

Does a flute only play the sweet tune?


It is also there to play when

the winds are blowing hard,

and carry the melody

further than heaven.

Alexandra Sotiropoulou

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