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SOMETIMES MEMORIES SNEAK OUT OF MY EYES AND ROLL DOWN MY CHEEKS.

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SOMETIMES MEMORIES SNEAK OUT OF MY EYES AND ROLL DOWN MY CHEEKS.

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CAN YOU HEAR ME ON YOUR CLOUD ?

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IT HURTS

WHEN YOU HAVE

SOMEONE

IN YOUR HEART

AND CAN’T HAVE

THEM

IN YOUR ARMS

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"Za mene postoji samo putovanje putevima koji imaju srca. Tuda ja putujem, i jedini dostojan izazov je da se taj put pređem sav, do kraja. I tuda putujem, gledajući, gledajući bez daha."

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Because someone we love is in Heaven ... there’s a little bit of Heaven in our home.

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NAŠ STARI DOME... 

Naš stari dome, kako si oronô!Kapije tvoje niko ne otvara,Po njima mirno crv dube i šara -Grize, kô čežnja jedno srce bono.

Evo mi sobe! O duvaru jošteIkona visi, prašljiva i sama,I u me gleda i šapće iz ramaO dobu sreće, djetinjstva, milošte.

Ovdje sam prve stihove napisô,Ovdje je s dušom poletila misôVisoko, tamo gdje se istok žari.

Ovdje mi negda bješe raj... A sada?Na moje srce grobna zemlja pada,I ja se rušim kô ti, dome stari...

1906. 

ALEKSA ŠANTIĆ

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AutobiografijaU obicnom sam sebe uhvatio,pa nikad nisam to sakrivao.

Bar sam posteno kiriju plationa ovom svetu sto sam ziveo.

Mozda sam nekome jad iscelioi nekom u zenice sjaj namamio.

I u komsiluk zvezde doselio.U prozor svitanja uramio.

Ako mi zivot krila skratii sneg u oko pocne da veje,

znam, bar se necu pokajatisto sam umeo da se smejem.

Miroslav Mika Antić

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"Wish You Were Here"

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?A smile from a veil?Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?Hot ashes for trees?Hot air for a cool breeze?Cold comfort for change?Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,Running over the same old ground.What have we found?The same old fears.Wish you were here.

PINK FLOYD

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Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.

-William Shakespeare