As our brains think at ones throw the core...
I break descending law of your kiss
You fix burbling sound of your lips
I leave just for good from my brain
Instead fast you become my refrain
I talk to myself: don't give up
You drink slow my spirit from the cup...
Now we are transparence even more
As our brains think at ones throw the core...
Vasil Marku 2012
poem by Vasil Marku
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