Memories
It so happens that when the eyes cry
the memories fall all of the time ...
Impetuous at the moment,
speaks the silence
Oracles of papers last memories
that fly and fly in the fastest
winds ...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2019
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