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.
Vprašanje
V temni noči, Ob hitri cesti, z mrzlim vetrom v laseh. pil sem da pozabim, spomine zadnjih let. V glavi me piga, pogled megli. Neznanca pred mano sem slišal mrmrati pada, v pekel ali letim v nebesa ?
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