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zeleno i mirno poput magle koja nikad proći neće
bol koji dugo čuvam, prije svega
suza u noći, šta je to bez svjetla
siromah u velikim odajama bez sna

osjećaj u komplikovanoj rečenici
sumnja u upornost tek rođenog lista
smrt, je li to suza u noći
vijest za zemlju ili priča

lijepa violina svira kao da pušta krv
piše po nedostajućim rubovima papira
žice kao vazduh putevi su svuda
sudbine, igre nepregledne pustinje

umorna sam od ponavljanja, čujem dok plače savjest
prašina je pala po mojim dlanovima
dolazi starost, a takvu ne donosi vjetar
Ko je iscrtao školjke, ostaje da upoznam

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