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A Nicer Returns
(06.08 1983 r. / Gdynia)

A Nicer Returns

the day is waking up
darkness slowly
is getting over.
sun behind the branch,
already visible.

now is not much dream
up to the morning
night is coming to an end.
time for awaking.
under the shower

you are reaching yourself
in a minute with the
sandwich in teeth,
you are running on the street,
and you are rushing by car

by the asphalt, and so,
you welcome the new day,
unknown people
in the familiar shop.

you are greeting with
hand entire, world and you are
waiting for a moment, when
then again, you will run

behind the door, in order
to return, to one's four walls
and blissful dreams, as usual,
at the same time, with greater

joy than in the morning.

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Comments (2)

How cute your flow and how ovious the setting i found myself running being the images you've featured. nice.10++ May i request you to go thro' my LOVE STOLEN
Poem very well written. I like it the idea and the workmanship. At you a delicacy of the work, very well smashing above all else is an additional asset. I read with pleasure.(10v.) Greetings. :)