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By Sara Margaryan

They say that I should look above And see the planet Mars At night it burns on brown sky And marks it with its orange light They say it happens only once In sixty thousand years That Mars appears on the sky And come so close to Earth They say and I believe them But oh, I don’t see it Here the sky is dark Here the stars are drunk Here I don’t fly Here I don’t have Armenian sky

September 2003