Somebody killed my bird of life,
But maybe raven had arrived?
If so, whose name he has?
Grief, death or something else?
And only question marks in lines
Who knows how study science
Of life, of meaning on the Earth
I can't believe that all these thoughts
Came to my mood once upon?
A time and I became alone
In whole world? In universe
My own sole is converse
I have idea, but not sure,
Please, people, make me just assure. . .
Full of fear
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