I woke up or I'm still asleep in the quiet night with the moon which frames our memories in feelings that glow forever in us. Dawn light sleepily folds your thoughts in the arms of the night on the roads of secrets. I follow them in half sleep my unfulfilled dreams packed in the trash where the black birds feed their ego... I promised myself one night on a cloud of hope I will sail with them to the place where dream and reality meet Maybe then the sun's rays I will feel them stronger as with its light They warm my soul... © Gordana Andonovska Macedonia
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