Изгубена

Nov 8, 2005, 8:26 PM

Poetry

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Тънка завеса е времето,
на моите мисли,
на моите сънища
утрото.
А утре е нейде далече,
а утрото няма го вече.
Как се изгубих
незная,
път как да намеря
в безкрая
на мисли
на сънища ...

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