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Tag: crossing
Sbohem, Děčín
the weekend went
and won’t come back
I’ve crossed borders
but no-one knew
© Dominik Alexander / 2024
Sonnet #4: Calm
We’re seldom moving backwards thinking into space
Those peaceful drifting feelings standing still in time
When softly running tears across your lying face
You’ve always told to nightingales I was your prime
© Dominik Alexander / 2020