Monday, July 25, 2011

Raznolikost pogledov

Dež spira umazanijo tvojih besed iz katerih ne veje ljubezen.
A, jaz vem, da maske padajo nazadnje in da je milost zaobjeti Sedaj...
Kar delaš meni, delaš sebi. Ne skrbi, tolažila te bom tudi takrat, ko boš to spoznal.
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