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Stella Chalampalaki
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Σιωπή
Περνάνε οι μέρες Σαν κόκκους άμμου ξεφεύγουν αέναα ανάμεσα από τα δάχτυλα Κυλάνε τα χρόνια  Τα νήματά τους φεύγουν από τα ακροδάκτυλα και περιπλέκονται  Κάποιος φωνογράφος αντηχεί στο βάθος  Κάποιο τραγούδι προσπαθεί να φωνάξει  (Η ακουστική στο δωμάτιο είν...

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Μια κούπα καφέ τον Νοέμβρη
Η βαθιά του φωνή που με τον τόνο της απαιτούσε προσοχή με συνέφερε από την ονειροπόληση. <<Πού ταξιδεύεις; >> με ρώτησε με τις άκρες των χειλιών του να τεντώνονται διαγράφωντας ένα χαμόγελο. Τα χείλια μου κρέμονταν μετέωρα και τα μάτια μου προσπαθούσαν να π...

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The curse
A terrible ray of light crawled into my room.  A terrible ray of light fell upon my eyelids, chasing away my light sleep.  All of my shadows that were gathering right behind my eyes, were scattered. Shadows dressed like a veil the world around me in order t...

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The art of losing
The art of losing
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Let it go
How could I ever start to write again ? Writing is supposed to help you ease the pain but if you can't survive it then how can you ever decide to write? I get to my laptop and even though I have a storm of words tangled together into nasty clouds inside my ...

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You and me, yet never us
You; one corpse filled with feelings.  Me;  a creased letter.  Creased, like our last night when we burnt in fire. Fire, like the one that sparkles in your eyes. Your eyes know how to crush mine.  Oh, how many times my throat had been hurt,  by the edgy wor...
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