Halina Birenbaum

Sounds
of a
guilty
silence

between the lines

between the lines of a poem

there is a free breath

rebirth

growing life

a moment

between the lines

there is no danger of dying

no fear, depression

no stupor, withering

between the lines of a poem

there is so much space!

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