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1904–1926

Tih večer

Srečko Kosovel

Sanjava je vsa pokrajina kakor ljubezen najina. Tiho stopava tam doli, in kakor v sanjah okoli

zgrinja pred nama tisoč se zvezd, a do nobene ni cest ... Ljubica, pozabiva, da nama dušo pokriva

trudno telo, tja brez teles pohitiva, kjer se ljubezen izliva v sinje nebo.

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