Without sleeps and dreams
All days through all lifes.
Without love and tenderness
To oldness from child.
Without human fillings
Without angel's cold.
From suffer to suffer
At home like abroad.
Through battles with sadness.
Not woman, not man.
In cleanest madness
Again and again.
My Father! My teacher!
Forgive me and save
Your worthless creature,
Eternal grief...
27.04.2014
Nocturne
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