Aug 14, 2011, 3:23 PM

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                                              В ъгъла на свят

                                              с обрулени надежди

                                              мъждукат

                                              две очи без цвят.

                                              Опърлените вежди-

                                              памет,

                                              притихнали,

                                              отронват капчици

                                              от сетен дъжд.

                                              Загърната

                                              под ямурлука,

                                              съдбата се усмихва

                                              и надава глас.

                                              Незнайни пътища

                                              се втурват

                                              към пламъчето

                                              свяст.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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