The Last Supper
Year of Creation: 2011 | Published: 2016-05-03 | Theme: Farewell

It's the last supper.
I break the bread into two pieces,
and I share it with solitude,
the only follower of mine.

We drink a glass of wine
for our shattered dreams,
we drink it for our farewell,
it's time to leave all memories behind.

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Publications "The Moonlight's Horses" 2013 by Delta Graphics, Inc., USA
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