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Nov 2016
Like a rain you washed over my tenderness
To water my consciousness
Now I'm drowning

Like a fire you hugged my fragile lonely soul
And gave her wings to fly
Now I'm burning

Like a morning star you showed me coming
To life of the first of many days
Now I'm dying

Like a deepest of abysses you pointed me
To where love was coming
Now you're leaving...
Jozef Vizdak
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Jozef Vizdak  Prague
(Prague)   
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