A generation that grew to see,
The battle handed them,
Atrocities the metropoles did,
Submerged in their existence,
Their dreams sold as they were “discovered”,
Self-doubt staining their minds,
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NATURE’S BREATH, Poetry by Agata Pujsza
In nature’s breath
there is..
a kindness of all dimensions
anchored
in space of nowhere and everywhere;
somehow
it gives your veins the taste of vivacity.
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