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List: ALBSA-Info[ALBSA-Info] cast malliirma spaho i_spaho at hotmail.comMon Apr 2 03:57:58 EDT 2001
Pershendetje Gerta, Etel, Lola, Andi! CRIES OF A CITY Night enters the room. Blindfolding my eyes with the laced veil of past. The trains of memories break down on remote corners of my distant youth, going down the galleries of this wonderful city I once adored, Vlora. The noise of train fades away with the cries of this city, entering my room, stone by stone, fountain by fountain, face by face, seagull by seagull. I once had a name. Oh, such a beautiful name! They called me the jewel of the Adriatic. Now I am nothing. They took everything from me. I have nowhere to turn my eyes to. They drained my blood and nailed me to the rocks to watch how life was being bruised, and tortured, and cast adrift. Today is no death. And no life either. My tears for my drown children tattoo the breast of these furious waves, clothing my naked, lifeless body. I am no longer here. There is no here. The is no Past. Just a crippled Present. And the Future? Already mutilated grimaces at me crawling at her feet, little by little. I once had a name. I voyaged the inexhaustible fountains of life, smiling at the greenness of my young body. Now I am a drowsy fountain of tears, slipping through the hands of time, hearing the noise of silence when time awakens. The night eats at my body and the day tights my lips into an everlasting silence. I once had a name. I was called Vlora. I am no longer here. My body lies restless in the cemetery of memories. _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com
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