Публикувано от: bogpan | февруари 4, 2018


It’s somewhere
in the sand.

There all directions are equal.
Before someone had planted
The same one passed
again in its steps.
And he said, „It is written to him.“
Now, listen to the other.
Hadith for survival.
The wind carved the past.
Drink water to your meaning.
The most precious thing is to forget.
The man who preserves the form –
he dies.

He placed his hand
on sand.


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