White Poem
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Your teeth have a painful shine,
Your smile is sad
In the absence of words.
You become aware of deeper parts of yourself
You become aware of the much greater wound in your soul...
Where only whites descend for love,
Making us realize that,
Only through love and pain, together,
We can become eternal and
We are aware of asceticism.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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