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When you want to see life again, follow
it step by step, and it will lead to yours
house with a creaky porch, and then to the stove,
work-worn to a red and white burnt coal,
with wedding rings of winter. Summer is waiting for you
and a slice of white bread with butter, sprinkled
with sugar and cocoa. Happiness over the edge! You
run outside and roll with an iron rod
childhood wheel along the dusty road
with sunflowers and quinoa.
*** I dreamed of your eyes - islands of loneliness in the ocean of human…
While night declaims, essential peacefully melts, dissolves, disappears in the cloudless air of life-giving oblivion.…
*** The last city, of the last star. Holidays of happiness. Years of doubt, years…
*** Childhood – flower pollen, garden of time is fading, prairie of expectations, silk grass,…
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