Magyar Poems
Hungarian poems, translated or written by mc losh. Read by you.
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lamp
ought-ism
(untitled)
Bóbita
delay and reverb
Tuesday, 7 July 2026
stardust
stand on edge of universe
a
nd peek out of lost paradise
w
ith well oiled gears at point of breaking
crushed to dust of stars i leave.
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