My dear friends of the noise! Here I will share with you a very exceptional song by my FB friend that I had the opportunity to meet in person. I will also share some pictures from my book of life ... The book remembers each of us writes his own book in his own handwriting so longing at some time he happily chooses for himself favorite colors letter shapes and size it says, lower page after page faster and faster breathing with full lungs runs to meet the sun until the moment then it seems to us that he wrote it for us someone else so we turn the pages backwards often, not recognizing the characters we meet (I wouldn't do that with them) nor places of action (as if we had never been there) we don’t want to remember but there is no going back the book remembers Davorka Flego *********************************************************************************************** Dragi moji prijatelji buke! Evo sa vama ću podeliti jednu veoma izuzetnu pesmu moje FB prijateljice koju sam imao prilike i lično da upoznam. Takodje ću podeliti neke sličice iz moje knjige života... Knjiga pamti svako od nas svoju knjigu piše vlastitim rukopisom tako čežnutljivo u neko svoje vrijeme radosno bira sebi najdraže boje oblike i veličinu slova piše, niže stranicu za stranicom sve brže i brže diše punim plućima trči u susret suncu do trenutka kas nam se onda učini da ju je za nas napisao neko drugi pa unatrag listamo stranice često, ne prepoznajući likove koje susrećemo (ma ne bi mi sa takvima) ni mjesta radnje (kao da tamo nikada nismo bili) ne želimo se sjećati ali nema povratka knjiga pamti Davorka Flego
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I don't know but it made me wonder
Do you know my dear brother, you look a lot like my uncle, my father's brother