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Hrvoje Pejakovic
THE ENDING OF A LETTER
In one of the years to come we are going to be obliged to die, maybeeven grow up. (Don’t lock up. Don’t make your mind up. Don’t shut the Book.)
© Translation: 2003, Sibila Petlevski
SVRSETAK JEDNOG PISMA
SVRSETAK JEDNOG PISMA
Jedne od slijedecih godina morat cemo umrijeti, mozdai odrasti. (Ne zakljucavaj. Ne zakljucuj. Ne sklapaj Knjigu.)
© 1987, Hrvoje Pejakovic
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THE ENDING OF A LETTER
In one of the years to come we are going to be obliged to die, maybeeven grow up. (Don’t lock up. Don’t make your mind up. Don’t shut the Book.)
© 2003, Sibila Petlevski
THE ENDING OF A LETTER
In one of the years to come we are going to be obliged to die, maybeeven grow up. (Don’t lock up. Don’t make your mind up. Don’t shut the Book.)
© 2003, Sibila Petlevski
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