The Gathering

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Love, despite what they tell you, does not conquer all, nor does it even usually last. In the end the romantic aspirations of our youth are reduced to, whatever works.

Μέχρι να φανεί το φως
δρόμους θα διαβαίνω
όχι πως σε ξέχασα
μα δε σε προσμένω.

dyskolo to xypnhma shmeris, kalhmera forum

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Children picking up our bones
Will never know that these were once
As quick as foxes on the hill

Thanash prepei na hremhseis

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This is how the lucky feel
How the blessed man think
Like a daybreak in spring
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn
A black winter day..