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![]() ![]() The GalleryI am whispering in your ear: we are passing, thunderously, through the tunnel where this girl was...
we continue pass the river and the little wood (in the summer it adopts a luscious amazonian look) and further on, the bog which is vast and green like my eye this guy was found there, his lungs full of the green...
now there is a bridge like a kitten's back but very tough, see you can put your coke-can on the railing while you watch the water dragging now here I tell you a completely different thing happened...
walking at this pace in the same direction for a very long time whispering in your delicate ear about the filthy heart of my reeking suburbs we shall come to the same point again
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© Elena Alexieva. All rights reserved!
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