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Year of Creation: 2013 | Published: 2016-09-05 | Theme: people


Bandy hałaśliwych wróbli
piją prosto z kałuży
za garażami.
Rzucają słowami o bruk.
 
Potem chowając
dzioby w pióra,
wloką
puste tornistry
do gniazd.
Mama czeka z obiadem.
 

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Jakub Mistral

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