Thursday, October 1, 2015




I am writing to you from afar. Let me catch your sight my remote star! The more I take my bitter drug the more I love delicious wine. My brave knight! I don't know who you are. The myth has already embroidered my life. Do tell me if you are the knight whose picture roams in my eyes! Thank you for reading my wanderer rhymes. Thank you for the rhapsody which no piano may guide. Thank you for the truth or even for a lie. Both let me have you as a remote star. A war is a wound and also a scar. Be safe, my dear! You have lots of shine. The myth has already embroidered my life. I must be crazy to say you are mine. Oh, your rhapsody is stronger than wine.

Anahit Arustamyan

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