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Shyness of life courage of death
voice that rumbles inside your head 
and burdens like wormwood on weakened chest
or a spring bowl full of uneaten fruits 
beside the dead man’s bed

blind clairvoyant cursed with blessings
and all the sages of the wise 

who will understand and who would withstand
bare feet deepen in sparkling snow
running scared only in nightgown
throughout the speechless mob 
-	and why the world spins around
much the same as the ribbon torn out
with a lock of my sister’s hair
-	and why I'm freezing 
whenever the fireworks ball 
lights up the sky above my home

Oh… scarlet harvest of bodies and souls

I have dreamed that they were sowing
our last breaths in strayed fields
of their own remembrance 
and maybe in a hundred years
someone's lips 
will release our weeping into the world
by simple saying 
-	they also were here
-	they were here!

so gather their voices like wheat in the late summer
and hand them over to starving newcomers

                                     ***

Who will deny that future is only a shadow laid by past
and we are the moths with wings of broken glass
bathed in the scattered light of countless treasures
rescued by from the family tales and legends

from dawn to dusk united or torn apart
we pursue our journey 
throughout the time 

in hope that our dreams 
instead of reaching havens
could move the hearts of stone
and keep them calm for ever

    -	To my mom and aunt
        who both survived the hell of war.

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