2 jul 2006, 15:29

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                                               Ена жена
                                               с метла в ръка
                                               чисти двора
                                               пред своята къща
                                               от лоши
                                               мисли 


                                           
                                               ***   


                                              
                                               Белите усмивки
                                               на прецъфтелия 
                                               люляк
                                               ми липсват
                                               понякога              



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                                               Не ми стига
                                               остров
                                               за толкова диваци
                                               в тази моя
                                               глава
                                               Добре,че си имам
                                               стрихнин...

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