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May 29, 2009 by · No comments

Tanya Kolyovska

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Men, somehow,
Don’t call forth memories in me.
Diligent, obedient,
Counter clockwise.
That’s how
They implement the sentiment:
Befuddled fantasies and efforts.
I know sand —
The grains are not worth counting.

Translated from Bulgarian by Valentin Krustev

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