Bezskrzydły aniołusiadł atrapąna moim ramieniu.Nie kusi,nie poucza,nie nawraca,raczej milczy.Jego oddechjest westchnieniem.Taka karma.Jeszcze tylkoniecałe życie
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Poet (from Poland)
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Jakub Mistral 
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