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RAATKO POPOVIĆ

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MAY THIS CENTURY RECOVER

 

This century bleeds

Drink up its selfishness

Time finds you speechless

Betwen no one`s museles

Open your empty faeesto the mirror

I speak to you

Loundly

Time has sneaked out its bone

Stepping out a few centimetres

Evadng your selfishness

 

I caunt your red eyes

I warn the belefed

I pray before the Flood

Wading through mud toward

The points of campass

Waters will return to the

Wheel of time

Light will blare

Night has moved to the day

The cirkle will open before the man

Who will be the first to break

The chains

Step by step as I suspected

The beast chases the minutes

Into the zero mass

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