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by Marjan Sep 10, 2007 category : Life, society / about society
At the burning noon At each small glimpse of the sun, shadows melt away. *********************** The wrinkled peasant By the never-ending road Was a sign of life. *********************** Seconds seem much like Gigantic still slow steel hours When away from you. *********************** With his fishing net The fisherman with his heart In her fishing net
