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Garden (Victor Neborak)

Garden 

Eighth

painted green

when this time comes the father

introducing the green home evening

he doesn't say much

he's tired gray fatigue

early to bed to sleep

I can see through walls down the branches

its may garden

with ancient black-and-white photography

on my palms are falling the emerald drops

...cozy

and rebelliously

 Victor Neborak

 The thought of inIRS:

In my opinion it is the memories of old people, when it is already evening, that is the age, he looked at the old photo recalls his past,that is green and blooming garden. Through tears and wishes that these years will never come back.

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