Black nirvana – Engjëll I. Berisha, Kosovo

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Black nirvana

 Summer

Turning the fish drunk in a fishing line

Olives and cheese

Branches and holy blood

In another unkown dimension

Of a world

Walk in this Earth with my feet

Where am I

To take me asleep in the prairies

And throw me in a strident river

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