It is raining, the road from Ireland is unpassable
The sea cannot be passed with small steps, on rainy nights
When solitude is overwhelming you enjoy the earthquake cracks of the Earth
When pain has no time even for scientific explanation.
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Utopia
Ndue Ukaj
Everything is different, in the horizon the Sun is crumbled
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Godo Is Coming
Stop crying continuously, Godo is coming
The storm has stopped, the road from Irland is open
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A New day
I am awake and sitting in front of the window.
It is open, just like my eyes, just like my mouth
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In a train station
Crowds of people
Run towards many directions
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Despair has no home,
but dwells wherever meaning is lost
and the story of the Other begins.
Where false witnesses take the big step forward,
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The latest news starts with beautiful tales:
It was once a time of hope and a happy city.
Now there is smoke, fog, and grief stones.
People walk around confused, drink coffee with ghosts,
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