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05. 04. 2008
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                                                                                Asi
                                                                                strácaš sa mi 
                                                                                v tých hmlách jesenných
                                                                                ako lesklé kvapky dažďa  
                                                                                voľne stekajúce
                                                                                pomedzi bledé listy
                                                                                v tichu mojich krokov
                                                                                prázdnou alejou čiernych stromov
                                                                                kde si zamatový kos  
                                                                                sadá na konár
                                                                                možno práve v okamihu
                                                                                keď svet náhle zastal  
                                                                                na sto dlhých rokov
                                                                                a nenájde sa veru nik
                                                                                kto by sa ma  
                                                                                iba perami dotkol 
                                                                                a tvoju podobu  
                                                                                len na chvíľu  
                                                                                na seba  
                                                                                vzal
                                                                                myslím, že
                                                                                asi
                                                                                strácaš sa mi
                                                                                v tých hmlách jesenných
                                                                                ako lesklé kvapky dažďa
                                                                                voľne stekajúce 
                                                                                pomedzi bledé listy
                                                                                v tichu mojich krokov
                                                                                prázdnou alejou čiernych stromov
                                                                                kde si zamatový kos
                                                                                sadá na konár...

 


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