[USA] Number 2 - Day 683 of the new world
Stephan Condurachis
The second number contains an own poetry.
Commitment
When I gave you my heart,
Thought I live stunned,
But the soul who loves you
The hard stone melts.
It is a warm soul that can not,
To look like crying every night
Because of pain that comes out
Of wounds made by whispers of the soul.
A sweet whisper of love,
Catch in flight by the heart,
A talking said like one breath,
Who heart it asks.
A love who crush me,
From the high tower of stone
And throw me like as leaves,
On your lips.
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