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I dreamed of your
eyes – islands
of loneliness in the ocean
of human suffering
and shot at point-blank range
hopes.
They were searching in the ruins
of predawn fogs
burnt musical notes
of the pre-war love music.
Trandlated by Natalia Ogienko.
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