Marius Silverstone

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I dream of a clear day,
smell of the soil wet from mildew;
first, bright rays of light
waking up ladybirds.
...

We walked on the beach under starry night,
We swam in the river just before sunrise;
We threw dry leaves at each other in the park last fall,
I spread some blueberries on your face.
...

Once again
I am running after
something I cannot really see...
...

4.

I opened my eyes
and saw
fear
blood
...

Lessons learned


People, who were not great artist,
...

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Writer, painter and a general defender of humankind...)

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Perfect, Basic Dreams

I dream of a clear day,
smell of the soil wet from mildew;
first, bright rays of light
waking up ladybirds.

I dream of gentle wind,
playfully moving my hair
in all directions,
and wild birds' voices.

I dream of a perfect peace,
without the noise of breaking,
without worries about tomorrow,
without complaints of unhappy people.

I dream of
my dreams coming through
at least in half,
in one-tenth,
so I could spend time watching clouds...


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