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Apr 2016
just maybe
it is
in the end
on the nearest road
vanishing amongst the stars
like old men
with an old prayer

just maybe
it is
in the end
on the lost path
gleaming amongst the road rocks
like a vigorous men
who killed themselves

just maybe
it is
in the end
imposible to grasp
madness from God
and his holy suffering
around the gates of dawn
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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