Eliora
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Thursday, June 08, 2006
Sonista
...Drzi se do sonistata...
zasto ako umrat, zivotot e ptica so potkrseni krilja
sto ne moze da leta..
Drzi se do sonistata,
zasto koga tie ke zaminat
zivotot e zemja nerotka,
zamrznata od sneg...
I se e kazano...
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