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Kirill Aug 22
Deep down below the splitting surface,
Where light's as absent as the air,
I'm lost, while looking for the purpose,
With curiosity for flare.

The cold and loneliness surround me,
The vacuum's building in my soul,
Like tiny sip, the darkness downed me -
Now I'm forever swallowed whole.

I found the way to follow closely,
I won the endless, inner fight.
The truth and beauty will come costly,
At the expence of the delight..

— The End —