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After the sunset ………….

After the sunset. A poem by Bulgarian writer and poet Blaga Dimitrova

After the sunset of every love,There is pain and sadness.After the sunset every night Darkness and silence remain.When someone goes, You have no strength to stop him. When you see that a love dies, You can not die with her. You realize that dreams are a scam,That you loved, but love is not, That the memory is pain fleeing, That you were happy and you did not understand …

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