Дъх след дъх

Sep 10, 2013, 11:14 PM

Poetry » Phylosophy

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Всеки ден за мен е полугодие.
В ялово, премръзнало безводие,
дъх след дъх, творя живот.
Влага, обич, кислород.
Дъх след дъх, творя надгробие,
изградено от живот.

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