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Autumn rystle.
The window sways
its golden reflections.
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While the autumn
overpowers the summer -
birds are sad.
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Concealed
among the budding trees
are my yearnings.
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Fallen linden blossoms.
At dawn three gypsy women
are sweeping away the summer.
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A river winding
past the lonely road.
The dusk is singing.
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A morrow.
The dog's bark outside
Smells of snow.
© Alexandra Ivojlova
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© E-magazine LiterNet, 16.08.2005, № 8 (69)
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