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May 2016
Walking from her house
from her boring little talk
of what comes after death
or the scenes of the past

Until the seed is sown
no rose can bloom
Until the love is shown
you'll remain a fool
As it has been said so many times already
Jozef Vizdak
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Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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