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Loneliness is for the brave
comfortable place in grave
obtainable piece of soil
where the worms have sirloin broil
Rectangular piece of land
where one drives straight curves no bend
where no ups, no single downs
puppet masters where no clowns
Once per year, dead our smile
we can hear someones cry
those the tears of our nieces
while we sleep the Death in peaces

6 x 2 (drugi dio)
Za hrabre je usamljenost
grobak svjež za rahlu kost
zemljica što travom raste
gdje se crvi stejkom slaste
Komad zemlje tijelo smrtno
gdje se vozi pravocrtno
gdje ni gori niti doli
a kost svakog isto boli
Ponekad začuješ plač
kroz maslačka šušnjav drač
to lahorci tiho sviru
dok spavamo Smrt u miru

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