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The rock

I saw a rock among blue valleys,

among sea darkness,

one rock shines,

divides it sea espance

of piles of arrows

and there like a heart

stays among rocks.

On this road thorny

I saw a wounded bird,

she brings in bill

a small stray wheat,

and crimson blood

which pours over,

colours like with moss

a cold rock.

Warms up the rock,

of its touch timid,

and alive of calm

dreaming her I

catch sight of ,

but bird engulfed

the cold earth,

to breath lifeless

dead rock.
Town: Yambol
Posted by: Nina Mindova
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