still hurts
symphony of rain on the roof.
still sing like a guitar
veins tightened.
eyes still laugh at the gift of a child. The soul still cries
with bare feet.
still wakes me in the circles
bled.
kiss your lips still outside my mouth
own youth.
still dream of my country
on the distance from the sea.
If still alive ... Why
my skeleton rattles?
Will I still life
invention, because the dead
not know that today is yet?
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