wandering thoughts
abundant words
written to you
still unspoken
unsaid unsent
undelivered
silenced in stillness
whispering in vain
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Published by Dag Travner
born and grew up in Klagenfurt (Austria), was living for over 30 years in Vienna, now back to her hometown in the very south of Austria near the border to Italy and Slovenia; multilingual freelance writer of fiction (mystery, crime, horror), essays (arts, philosophy, linguistics, politics), articles (cultural journalism), translator (french philosophy), indie film-maker and podcaster.
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Beautiful and sad at the same time. What’s the story behind this poem?
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