Пътуване

Apr 5, 2008, 7:05 PM

Poetry » Other

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Пътувам, пътувам и пусто
остава в мен и пред мене.
Блестяща, излъскана с лустро
се стеля, не човек - а привидение.
И само спомени - сиви,
ехтящо безкрайни
ще звучат... ала смълчани...
ш-ш-т, тихо е.

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