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The lightning has no rulers
The lightening has no rulers
He likes a branched light
That burns the sky
Spheres in sanctity
Know not of compasses
They have no needle to pierce
Already rifled spots of the sky
And they never circle anything
Into a cage
poem
by
Miroslava Odalovic
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