by atma Anna Christakou


What if I die tomorrow what if everything remains unfinished

feelings words truths and lies

secrets or friends or enemies

endings or beginnings, losses or gains

all failures, mistakes and attempts

everything ending tomorrow and my goodbye echoing in the desert

of unfinished sentences, expectations, delusions and dreams.

Let me then sing for the truth exists amongst all lies in a moment

as the flower lasts only one day…


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