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283 · Jul 2016
Memories
Dana Skorvankova Jul 2016
Tell me does your memory
Still cling to when we were
Old and wise
For once in the end
We find ourselves
Small and dumb again
278 · Jun 2016
Woken up
Dana Skorvankova Jun 2016
I need to be woken up
Twice
Before I die
264 · Jun 2016
One more
Dana Skorvankova Jun 2016
We need just
One more sun to shine
On us.
225 · Jul 2016
Reflections
Dana Skorvankova Jul 2016
There in the city they were even shadows bright
And among them one over your house and the land,
I can't hear what's that you said long ago,
But when you speak love I understand.

There in the valley they were always men who's right
And among them one - bird in hand
I can't hear what's that he sang this morn
*But when you speak silence I understand.

— The End —