Alina Gavrila Poems

10-13-2003

I am not this one that lives inside of me
I am something more
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I remember your tallness
standing
protecting
me reaching on tippy-toes
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There is loneliness tonight
The kind that descends
when 2 ppl part
the loneliness of silence
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We walk on this land like our ancestors did
Only upright
two-legged animals
Touching grass of their grass
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