Over the known and unknown roads,
over the bridges of hope,
over the gates of memories
now there is a silence ….
Further distances
of people closest to us
and dear places…..
All distances far away should be crossed.
The silence should be heard
and we should be drown
deep in somebody’s eyes.
Vida Nenadic
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