From the flash of the Creation
I am used to count your age.
Age of the chaos formation
Will be told me by a plate.
Will it be a ruined gravestone?
No, it will be a lot.
Of unwritten aids, uncommon
Superchildren’s flamy thoughts...
For that Names sake till the present
I am pledged to secrecy
Calling any human being
As the greatest prodigy.
From the Flash of the Creation
© Copyright: Виталий Дружинин, 2008
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