Too soon she was born
In a time of false honor,
She grew up in the clouds
and she was not afraid of falling.
She loved life but she was alone.
She lived on the wrong star
short, quite enough, for a flash.
Shooting stars, always, die young.
(For Marilyn)
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M. M.
Prerano je bila rođena
Bilo je vrijeme.lažne časti,
Odrasla je u oblacima
a nije se bojala pada.
Voljela je život ali bila je sama.
Živjela je na pogrešnoj zvijezdi
kratko, sasvim dovoljno, za bljesak.
Zvijezde padalice, uvijek, umru mlade.
(Za Merilin)
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