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Calm Sea
  • Imran Tabet

Death of a butterfly.

Worn out by dreams

My burnt wings fall

On the desolate soil

Of my untended esteem

Worms feast on my flesh

Once lavish and radiant

Now a pile of meat

Rotting in the abyss


A life that is wasted

A Love not lived

You left me naked

Under the burning sun.

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