Sep 29, 2007, 1:02 PM

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  Poetry
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                                          ТЪНЪК ДИМ, 
                                          над листата надвесен...
                                          Аз се връщам при теб
                                          като изстрел на кестен.

                                          Разпилявам росата
                                          вместо дъга.
    
                                          Някой вярвяше в нея -
                                          ще я види ли пак? 

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