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Nov 19, 2007, 4:38 PM

Poetry

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По калдаръмените улички на спомена
прегракнали птици
кълват твоя смях.
На трошици
кълват зад гърба ми
всички покриви,
къщите,
целия град...
Наронени спомени,
като хляб,
остават след мен по следите ми.
И сиво очакване, ...

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