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Portrait of a Man and Women
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Mira Minkova
Portrait of a Man
His shadow was starting from the end of the sidewalk
going through me and in its continuation
it merged with mine.
When I looked at it longer it seemed to me that
the two shadows have embraced one another.
Half closing my eyes I could see their lips touching.
The two shadows were making love...
The man stepped closer to me
and our shadows moved at a distance.
The shadows are not like the souls, painter.
Portrait of a Woman
She was staying next the road. Like this
it seemed as ragged as her skirt.
She had a feeling that it doesn't go anywhere.
The grey was spilling over her eyes, and behind them
there was all the world's hunger, misfortune, misery and dishonour.
If now this woman says something it would feel like
looking at the wall at which life crashes.
Catastrophe.
But she didn't want to talk to anyone. Never.
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