3 sept 2006, 13:50

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  Poesía
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                                                      Рима,
                                                      тлееща надежда
                                                      и разлята скръб
                                                      позната.

                                                      Стих свободен,
                                                      но изглежда
                                                      тъжнокрила 
                                                      е съдбата.

                                                      Не поисках
                                                      да те срещна.
                          
                                                      Не поисках 
                                                      да боли. 
 
                                                      Не поисках 
                                                      и отплата... 

                                                      Ти прошепна ми: 
                                                       - Уви!
                                                     

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