Bogdana Găgeanu
My path
My path was through
a darkened forest
In which I found the
light
Hidden through the
trees.
My path was a
quicksand
In which I found an
oasis.
My path is a road
that never stops
When the piece of
highway is finished,
I go underground
,like a mole.
Bogdana Găgeanu
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