Poem Hunter
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


Death can't separate us,
Coz that's been done by life.
We've been oceans apart,
Yet an eyewink close,
When it comes to sharing
The sacred dreams we own.
When it comes to peeling
The coarse coating
We are enveloped by.
When it comes to repenting
All the sins we have ever committed.
When it comes to afterlife.

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