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Poem
April, 2018
Diafana Oldioni Emerald Dream
swaying to sleep, my heart
if it were not for tin and straw – sealed

Alas, the final run
on emerald kush studded
roads towards the spirit
my smoke is green-flooded

Mine was his
and mine was the best

Man-made faith
and the illusion are one matter
The former is just a minor scathe
whereas a shame is the latter

My counterpart can well compete
a cat, a rabbit and a caterpillar
The solution hides in my suede
my secret and his are similar
we are both mortals of the unfamiliar

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