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 Noiseless wrinkles
on our forehead
the frontiers of history,
shed oblique glances
at Homer’s verses.
Illusions full of guilt redeem wounded whispers that became echoes in lighted caves of the fools and the innocent.

by Dimitris P Kraniotis
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