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On Bread of Heaven and, on the home doorstep and peace for those who, apart from Heaven, are having no bread, no threshold, no peace. In evil, may they be welcomed at our doorstep, and by that their it became. When the fireplace turns out and rock cools, as if the black cypress on the threshold arose: There is no one there now. (Knin Krajina from 12 to 22 February 1993)