MUD ART magazine fall winter 2015

Page 28

Gemini Our names were captured in ancient dictionary We lived through centuries Our world is without colors There is no white without black Reflection is blinding me We live in a room without mirrors When I want to say something I use the word WE Flying on the moonlight We search for our star in a day night Existence is a relative concept There is no you without me

Vanja Djuran


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