the lover told me, once upon a time,
that all that is solid melts into air.
he meant a lot.
i thought a lot.
so far, so good.
soon, i know, he will tell me,
all that is holy is profaned.
and at last we will be compelled to face with sober senses,
our real conditions of life.
beautiful!
looking forward to it...
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