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Greeting to absent friends
We were poets my friend, poets and dreamers
with no worries about the day after tomorrow.
Every breath we drew was a celebration of life
and every woman a secret waiting to be revealed.
And we fought, like warriors for the words to be heard,
as if even the smallest whisper was a battle.
Back in the days when we had no shadows behind our eyes.
When we were poets
We were poets my friend, poets and dreamers with no worries about the day after tomorrow. Every breath we drew was a celebration of life and everyone had secrets worlds just waiting to be revealed. And we fought, like warriors for those words to be heard, as if even the smallest whisper was a battle. Back in the days when we had no shadows behind our eyes. When we were poets
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