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We’re leaving,

We’re disappear slowly,

One by one.

We’re leaving, sad,

In some unknown place,

Maybe in Heaven

And maybe in Hell.

We’re leaving

As the leaves that waste in the Fall,

And treetop that is green in the Summer

Remains naked and deserted.

We’re leaving

One by one,


One after the other,


As fallen leaves that

The wind carries when

The cold, frost and Winter are coming

And treetop remains deserted

Until the Spring.

Vlasta Marinić-Kragić


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