May 12, 2009, 2:35 PM

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Оставихме тихо да зъзне
пепел в студена камина.
Недоизказана плач е замръзнала,
в стените вградена е зима.
Гората отсреща приглася
на вълчия вой в тишината.
Спомен болезнен отнася.
И носи на гръб самотата.

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