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nadolazeće mučnine. Moje su misli postale mutne. Pojavljuju se iznebuha, skoče
dva-triput, neke naprave piruetu, dr..
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Fearless ascetic,
Guardian of ahimsa's* light,
unobtrusive Prophet,
you humanoid avatar!
Do you remember how you gave
your executio..
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Great mother of benevolent dress,
you decorated
and protected
a poor orphan,
the miserable one,
with bluish border
of your angelic..
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Impossibly wide for haiku,
he can't be narrowed to a fixed image,
immortally old as pagodas*,
handsomEly proud gentleness,
oh, invincibl..
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The post-war life in the Balkans... Are we developing countries and do we have freedom to make life choices?
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An honest beggar has found a golden necklace, but an ''urban lady'' accused him of stealing it from her. He was imprisoned and in the darkness of his ..
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Short story on international organizations, Nobel prize, and some other modern issues.
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