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The logic of crumbs
Even Judas,
a traveler through the night of betrayal,
left behind crumbs,
feeding the shadows of birds
hidden in the ashes of forgetting.
Betrayal does not scream,
it learns to keep silent,
becomes patience,
a crippled love
feeding on promises
lost in abysses,
where time breaks
into shards of destiny.
Copyright ©
Florin Lacatus
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