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Sep 2016
This rose is bare but for thorns
Dried blood once shed on its petals
Is forever gone lost in wind
While eternity hollows the unborn
On these stony shores
Where only flowerless roses bloom
And before anything starts
Everything is done
Before storm there is another one
And afterwards the sea is full of fear
For rain is mixed with horizon
(Ships have no place to land)
Hostile world in lost part of universe
Paints the hills above in darkened shades
Of black while birds fly until they tire
And fall from the sky to some shallow place
There is you blind and naked
And there is me furthest to close
When I touch you your eyes perish
And into the darkness everything goes
While in my depths unneeded soul howls
In this world of you and me only flowerless rose grows
Jozef Vizdak
Written by
Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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