Mari Stankiewicz

Joined October 2022

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He only auctions the wilderness, despair is the price. From a lonely one heart, to two one by one will not be more

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In the studio of a painter
The same face is on all his canvases. the same image, sitting or walking or leaning against the window. We find her hidden behind these curtains.
By Mari Stankiewicz3 years ago in Poets