Who doesn’t believe the sky is crying?
Who calls his tears rain?
It cries, it cries to the detox
and the sea created once.
Who doesn’t believe whispering to the sky?
Who calls his words a city?
It speaks, it speaks to the sea
and talks about his world.
Who doesn’t believe that he caresses the sky?
Who calls his hands snow?
It gives, it gives the heart
and with pain she begs for a laugh!
The poem is of a young and very talented girl who left the world at the age of 18.
Her name is Petya Dubarova
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