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Sematary Gates
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Sematary Gates

In the graveyard
Is stillness and peace
Smells like dead roses
And incense burnt
Sounds like whispers
Of our beloved ones
Bleak winter sun
Cannot warm up
The frozen tombstones
Nor can it light up
The candles unlit
Inside my soul

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