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Year of Creation: 2010 | Published: 2017-01-25 | Theme: żartobliwie

Raz to sen mi się przyśnił,
złoty, kolorowy,
sen jesiennych liści
stareńkiej dąbrowy.
I śniłbym pewnie długo,
by nić pajęczą złapać…
Złapię ją na pewno,
tylko przestań chrapać!

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Tomasz Nowacki

Poet, Translator (from Poland)
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