From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ...
and of course, most of life isn't real.
Poulični pevec
V mnogih je stvareh zablodil a takrat ko ne, s tabo v mislih blodi.
Mnogo je poti prehodil, a takrat ko odhaja, ve da ne gre, le po daljši poti nazaj k tebi hiti.
Mnogo sanj je že pozabil, a medtem ko spi, sanja, da se s tabo v rosno jutro prebudi.
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