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	By Sara Margaryan


	Today was a morning - to morning,
	Today was a day - to day,
	Today will come a night - to night,
	And you will be the only one
	Who has ever been informed
	And will ever be informed
	About such stupid and clever miracles
	As living, and dying, and smiling
	Because you're yet the only one
	Who can watch my day and laugh
	Instead of crying and blaming myself
	For wasting the treasures of the daylight
	And spending the best years of life
	On dark curtains, endless row of books
	And innumerable calls from non-friends
	Who are aware of my hobby - conversing
	You will laugh, because you're my own reflection
	In the mirror by the night table where I put
	All the things I need at night - pencils,
	Mug of beer, a thick book without text - blank,
	A telephone receiver and photo-album,
	And sometimes some medicine against headache
	You live in that mirror and laugh at my faults.
	I am so grateful to you for that.


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Sara Margaryan was born in Yerevan, Armenia and is currently studying
in Austria. She has written poetry since childhood and has been
published several times. She writes mainly in Russian, but also in
Armenian and English.
Sara graduated from the Yerevan State Linguistic University in 1999.
She has been published in Armenia and Russia, and has participated in
the contest of poets - translators in Armenia, where she won third
prize. She has authored one book of poetry in Russian language, and
presently working at the second one to be published in 2003.