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Oct 2018
THE STRANGER
I imagined sitting on the top of the building
Alone with my imagined shadow
The sun sets and brings together the memories of the dear
The bees have long since slept with a green fir
Bird flying south and whispering the lyrics light.

A stranger in the blood and mind, the soul is blurred and chaotic,
Stopper on a hellish road, desert rosy dark,
The dragon's sky shakes the forest, the predictions are accurate,
In the valley of birds, without human faces, happiness is great.

A cold whisper of wind like my lighthouse in the burning sea,
The moon is my star guide to the desert mountain,
The voice of an alien who expects hot dawn,
Crossroads are various as a tangled chain,
Once a stranger, forever a stranger.

Fears are ugly in the city
People are more and more sad,
Friends dishonest and fake
Drug addicts are intense
Clerics are materially stable
Politicians are legally corrupt.

I'm crazy or it's just my imaginary shadow
Which rocks the street in the style of an alien,
He's trying to meet a dream come true
I went from the cliff of the bottom
To win at the height of a star and a planet
To catch the Ikars spirit and myth, to be my shield
To take away the burden that creates a life chain,
I'll always be a stranger.
Written by
Ivan Mihajlovic  23/M/Belgrade
(23/M/Belgrade)   
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   Melissa Rose
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