But Not Forgotten
Locked behind the doors of my heart,
good wishes sleep unsaid
Whose key I’ve lost and yet to find
…this lonely empty bed
With dreams undreamt and vacant nights,
the hours linger on
All hopes and tidings unfulfilled
—and feelings all but gone
(Warsaw: March, 2022)
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