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duvan se znojio u strahu od skučene sobe

Bog mi je odgovorio, Bog to uvijek radi ljepše

on ima kosu uz koju se može pripovjedati
ima ruke koje love dole… dublje

putovala sam na Istok i želim to još jednom

među trudnicama pored rijeke koja buja

on je pričao, bio je star
slikao kako bi mladić živio… da je star

užasnije je što postoji kraj

užasnije je što ne postoji kraj

definiši užasno, sofizam, ne pisati
to je užasno, bolest… vijek

crveno Sunce i dijete koje spava, prekrasno

laku noć, mirna je zbog molitvi koje tvore mrak
bistar, bistar mrak gdje čujemo sve

tkanje među šarenim loptama… vrti, traj

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…loyal…lair, big time…brutal…again brutal…love all kids, especially those with autistic disorder…love music, that mathematics of all worlds…again loooooooove music…read, read and read even more…love to write…loooove to write poems&songs…tales…more tales…manicure nails, no, no, never…love to seek, seek big time…explore…love God…again love God, that greatest freak of all times… odd fellow…love major guy in the underworld…love equinox…indeed love equinox…mmmmmmm, love blood, that knowledge thing…don’t know how to love…love myself mostly and ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…love freaks…again love freaks…all freaks…hate to share bed with anyone but one…love one grandmother and her son…her son…her dead son…love men…mmmmmmmm, love men with attitude…love men with attitude again…love gracefully women…mmmmmm, muses…adore troubadour…mmmmm…love night…again love night…love light…hate order…hate paper money…love symbols…adore symbols…love frustration…love hard lesson…tatoo…mmmmmmmm, haaaaaard lesson…

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