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Simon Nail Hrebicek's Blog – August 2012 Archive (1)
Frozen
trying to touch we stay blind,
lost in our lies we never find way out,
and wings will not grow up…
Lying on a grass we feel falling clouds on our lips.
I smell you again.
You breath is frozen and I am stone waiting for a flash to warm me…
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