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Scent of an essence

Γράφει η 17χρονη συνδημότισσα μας Νεφέλη Έλληνα

Thou is always near,
Thou is always here,
Thou cannot be mapped,
From thy scent, to thy morning smiles
,to thy nighttime howls
At last,
The scent of thy essence,
And even from the farthest land.
Is Always relevant.
Is Always present.
Thou will make wilderness again,
And
At last,
I’ll love thou even if thy essence makes a toy thing of absence.

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