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YOU'RE VISITOR - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
then remember:
You're visitor,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm

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