Foreign Smile

Us, lonely,
Riders of the stones, cliffs,
We are joyful of the foreign smile.
Unplanned births of the nature
We are expecting the foreign smile.
Us, damned,
With the foreign smile on the face
We are watching the dying of the day.

by Sasho Ognenovski

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