Magyar Poems
Hungarian poems, translated or written by mc losh. Read by you.
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Bóbita
Projected truth
Ember: küzdj és bízva bízzál!
On your matriculation
Nets
Thursday, 9 May 2013
meniscus
not having the intellect
to become and stay
a sane hermit
or the tact
to have the finger
on the pulse
I remain dumbfounded
by analysis
from without this world
and become speechless
at the conversations
within
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