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Jan 6, 2010, 5:03 PM

Poetry » Phylosophy

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Няма вече думи.
Няма игра.
Нито хорски друмища.
И дори миг щастие.
Думите връхлитат
като
бушуващ ураган
на брега на мълчанието.
Игра можем да наречем
всяко занимание
за
възрастни... ...

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