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After The Storm
(06.08 1983 r. / Gdynia)

After The Storm

wet streets.
after the rain,
was fresh air,
and on the roadway
traffic hold-up.

cars in the water,
aren't taking
the passer-by
into account.

and then again
it's beginning to rain.
rainy splashes
reaching
to my ears.

it is a real
music of the rain.
engrossed,
I am falling asleep

entering into the dream
which will be finished
off in the morning.
I feels breath...
so is good...

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