Portrait of Natali Manu
The Flame
The flame’s blown out by power of the wind, And raging fire instantly went down. And silence took us, helpless, by surprise, It opened barriers and stopped the thrust. The two were talking in the darkness, Competing by the words, so close. And, seen through a microscope, were flashing, The grains of their tiny souls.
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