the vines awaken
to greet the ripening day
the sun climbs to its zenith
scattering darkness from every corner
you fold your sorrowing hands
across your belly
only yesterday
there was a heartbeat
your weary body tightens
under the blaze of light
yet your soul
remains untouched by its ray
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Aleksandra Jovičić Đinović called us from Serbia.
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