For Atilla Jozsef
Posted by PuJa on Oktober 18, 2009Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto
It was far enough you followed the wind of journey
and grasses are always be purified in the morning
are there your softest pulsations at the pain ways to
smell the aroma of heaven in every bit of complains.
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