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επανέλθω και να απαγορεύεται





επανέλθω και να απαγορεύεται
την αγάπη όταν θέλετε. σαν θάλασσες γεννιόμαστε, όπως θάλασσες πεθαίνουμε, και ντυθείτε σαν θάλασσες και πάλι για το νέο πρωινό? σαν θάλασσες που πεθαίνουν σαν τις θάλασσες pou γεννιούνται κάθε μέρα σαν τη θάλασσα που μας λείπει
san αγάπη yia τους ναυτικούς pou χάνουμε κάθε πρωί *
come back and banned me , the love when you want . like seas we born ,like seas we die , and we get dressed again like seas for the new morning ???like seas we are dying like seas we are born every day like sea we are missing our loving sailors we miss every morning the love **

nothing to do with poetry


05/03/12

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02/03/12

goodbye horses

Guy Maddin, My Winnipeg

“During 1926 cold winter, all the horses from the hippodrome fled away after the stables went on fire. Their only scape-way was the river. But they all froze before managing to reach the opposite side. Their sculptural heads with terror still in their eyes served as a leisure park that season. I wonder in which moment the following spring carried them out into the sea, without anyone noticing.”