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May 9, 2009 by · No comments

Tanya Kolyovska

Photo: Mzelle Biscotte

With eyes like wastelands
In scraped out faces, swirled
Away from our innocence,
In the outskirts of the world.
What kind of random optimism
Could lend a reason that consoles?
With eyes like deserts
Search our souls.

Translated from Bulgarian by Valentin Krustev

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