29 jun 2011, 11:17

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                                                     Прегоряха очите

                                                     от взиране

                                                     в пустото.

                                                     Ръцете

                                                     пресъхнаха

                                                     като корени

                                                     на дива лоза.

                                                     По пътя

                                                     без изход

                                                     пътечки

                                                     с пресъхнали бурени

                                                     пълзят към

                                                     луната.

                                                     Разгневени сълзи

                                                     преляха

                                                     звездите.

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