UKAZ — Marina Adamović

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Preda mnom Mesec i oblak

gusti

Opada lišće sa grana

breza

Odnekud čujem zvuk

aviona

Usporen hod bekljunih

ptica

Iz grudve zemlje polete

nedah

Sunce se plaši,

eto mi smrti.

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