Poetry #sissy doutsiou


you may bury me alive deep in the earth that I couldn’t hear the sobs and sorrow of my friends

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Methexis celebrates in spring in summer Methexis rattles in autumn in winter.

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Oh, State! I am sick admiring your ruins / shoving sunflowers wishes

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I the protector of a pandemic Eros when Aphrodite is bored in Heaven

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