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Sunset

Every morning comes from the east. He visited us and went west. Every day he repeats his journey. The sun, the brightest star. Heaven, wonderfully unexplored space. Metaphor of distance, eternity, beauty. To some luck, to some sadness, but to all of the metaphor of dreams …Heaven, in all colors of sunset …I love the sunsets very much.

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Written by Branka Drobnjak

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