To nienaturalne: Nie tęsknić, Obce nad głową Nosić niebo, Nadrabiać szczudłami Odległość do gwiazd, I łamać sobie żebra Z każdym upadkiem.
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Poet (from Poland)
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Maria Zwoniarska 
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