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Golden angels
Upon the boughs,
The light shines through them,
The air is clear,
but I have no one to embrace.
© Maria Doneva
© Ludmil Luckanov, translated from bulgarien
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© E-magazine LiterNet, 28.01.2010, № 1 (122)
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