Because I do not hope to turn again...

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Because I do not hope

Because I do not hope to turn

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Lady of silences

Calm and distressed

Torn and most whole
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Rose of memory

Rose of forgetfulness
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Exhausted and life-giving

Worried reposeful
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The single Rose

Is now the Garden

Where all loves end

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Terminate torment

Of love unsatisfied
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The greater torment

Of love satisfied
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End of the endless
Journey to no end
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Conclusion of all that Is inconclusible
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Speech without word and

Word of no speech
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Grace to the Mother

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For the Garden

Where all love ends.
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T.S. Eliot - Ash Wednesday

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και ας μην είναι Τετάρτη.....

συνήθως οι Δευτέρες είναι πιο ζόρικες....

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