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\u201cLife on the edge<\/span>\u201d\u00a0\u2013 photo courtesy of Jess Findlay, renowned photographer, Canada.
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Even though I cannot see what is out there, I know \u2013 out there, he can see me. The black holes of the outer space are not senseless, despite our wandering around them.<\/span><\/p>\n

With ever so weak heartbeats, I enter the nearby colonies I do not belong to. I can see their hands and tails; wings and shadows; masks and piers \u2013 in-between what I think I see, still unaware that it is not that.<\/span><\/p>\n

There are so many dots around us in the constellation \u2013 the spoken within the unspoken \u2013 connected. And since then, how much sorrow we have caused them\u2026 Endlessly! We shone within them even more, poured over \u2013 sung the words by melody, sung the words like a melody. And they still stand next to our bodies and wonder: why they are given to us? They continue to live, despite the unproportioned lung span \u2013 invisibly bended and squatted.<\/span><\/p>\n

I find them: folded and floatable, shattered and scattered, left alone and let loose and I just cannot let them settle down! I feel, they come as if from the illogical thought \u2013 these logical rhymes. We intertwine and entwine in the confusion \u2013 who is the one who writes and who is the written line in the non-existing storyline.<\/span><\/p>\n

I see a doe and a wolf dancing with a smile around the fairytale circle, while the secret sits in the center and waits, since it knows \u2013 the rock is nothing but a balloon from a child\u2019s palms\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n

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Poem by Natasa Dinic<\/h5>\n

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June 24, 2017<\/h5>\n

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Translated by Danijela Mihic<\/h5>\n
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\u201cWith ever so weak heartbeats,
\nI enter the nearby colonies I do not belong to.\u201d<\/p>\n

Natasa Dinic<\/p>\n

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