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commentary on life and times of last breaths of barbaric theocracy in Iran

Monday, November 9, 2009

Years past YOU

Voice that hunts me
Yours
Oceans away resounding miles, years past you
Cold and lonely
Just like you said it'd be
Days past
Long walks by Caspian Sea
Greeting fishermen braving the stormy sea
Years miles from other side of you
n.tonkaboni
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