Sep 16, 2023, 11:14 PM

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  Poetry » East forms
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Разпилени до
контейнерите за смет
остатъци от
изживян живот. Всичко
на Света е преходно...
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Никой не може
да избяга. Съдбата
е "пред вратата"!...
Окото на Времето
безмилостно ни следи... ...

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