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May 12, 2005, 3:47 PM

Poetry

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Мисъл – ужас
Любов – ад
Страст и гордост
в тъмен свят.
Облак – целувки
женско лице, което сияе
с огън в сърце.
- А нещо друго поне?
-Да! Дим – цигарен
и музика – усмивка.
Болка! Да! Болка! –
и радост – горчивка. ...

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