"Pesno, rasteraj gi ovie zmejovi ..."

THE FIRST ONE WAS TO GODS AWAKEN.
THE SECOND WORKING ROUGH AND TOUGH.
THE THIRD BY SWEET MADNESS TAKEN.
I WAS TOO MUCH AND NOT ENOUGH.

WHAT THEY WANTED TO GAIN
COMPARED COULD NOT BE
TO ANYTHING OF THIS PLAIN.
NOT LOVE, NOR GOLD, NOR ME.

ACTS OF KINDNESS CRUMBLED
AS DUST AND SAND AND SCREAM.
I TRIED, THREE TIMES, AND FAILED,
TIME TO SLEEP, PERCHANCE TO DREAM.


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Nice dream to You.