Karel from Prague Poems

I look into your beautiful brown eyes
into your kind, gracious face.
You smile at me and
The world seems immediately more radiant.
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A tired poet rushes through the evening darkness
His home is in sight
The street is full of hustle and bustle of tired workers
...

Through the curtains
/written by R.Frost, A.Ogin, Karel from |Prague, composed-fused by Karel from |Prague/

He wakes
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