Your Hands Are For Me | final version
translated poem:
(IPOGS, Walls) twoje dłonie są dla mnie
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Agnieszka Zajdowicz
your hands are for me
like remote warm countries
I long for very much
in November evenings
and where I am afraid to go
like remote warm countries
I long for very much
in November evenings
and where I am afraid to go
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