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Don'T Tell Me: Alexis Karpouzos

Don’t tell me the stars stopped to dream. Don’t tell me the birds don’t fly. Don’t tell me the kids stopped crying. Don’t tell me the lovers are lost. Observes occur around you. Listen blessings dropping their blossoms arround you. Don’t tell me!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 8/31/2019 6:33:00 PM
I am one who hears the blossoms. Well written poem with meaning, bless you. Thank you, Alex. Panagiota
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