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Oct 2011
so many crickets
willing to speak after the storm
beneath the soil
roots explore the wet blackness
searching for water
and a source of life
you can never tell
what the flood will wash ashore
the waves keep erasing the tracks
without a question
for their passion is infinite
and their love bigger than the sky
sometimes fog
makes you see things clearer
in a little booklet - video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIFnrcsfUgo
Natasa Dolenc
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Natasa Dolenc
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   little Bird and Chris Thomas
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