Sanja Atanasovska Biography

One day we will meet

with a dose of doubt and disbelief
...

Where red and yellow are

I'm there too
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We played tango on uneven ground
and with the face of my heel
we trampled on the house of valuable ants.
Time made silver circles
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It darkens me in the glass garden,

from the marriage of the rose and the hyacinth
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When the music is boring
when I will not have the strength to express myself magically
the sky will break
the moon will be left homeless
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