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cold
c h i l l i n g
bone
rain
w e t t i n g
feet
wind
p u l l i n g
clothes
me
r u s h i n g
home
c h i l l i n g
bone
rain
w e t t i n g
feet
wind
p u l l i n g
clothes
me
r u s h i n g
home
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ovdje negdje
cisto rijeci nisu dovoljne
za opisati sve onakvim kakvo je
izaci iz najdubljeg mraka
gledati svijet tvojim ocima
vidjeti rađanje dana
u jedanaestom mjesecu bez kaputa
biti kraj gusjenice
kad se pretvara u leptira
vidjeti tisinu u ocima stranca
u trenutku najveceg nemira
ili biti usred cijelog postojanja
jedan macak, i ja
words alone are not enough
to describe everything the way it is
to leave the deepest darkness
to see the world through your eyes
to witness the birth of a day
in november without a coat
to be by the caterpillar
when it turns into a butterfly
to see the silence in stranger's eyes
when you are at your worst
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Wind resistance
herds of clouds
the shepherd winds guide
my plane
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Because it had rained and my feet got all wet this morning...
Because it had rained and my feet got all wet this morning...
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Lovely!
Rain
s i n g i n g
lullaby
Window
c l o s e d
listening.
Rain
s i n g i n g
lullaby
Window
c l o s e d
listening.