I bring to you this poem,
this cottage where a white cloud lives,
where you can come and warm yourself
or be alone.
At table here
they don’t serve silver spoons.
Red carpets aren’t spread out here either.
But I don’t want
you to remain
tonight
without a roof.
(Janina Degutyte)
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