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I Call I’m not interested in whatsoever “Others” Will say or feel, or – who knows?! – even think, In what as “Massive” is credited by Masses That blinded could be by a distant Blink, In Expectations’ Fallacies or Falsehood, In Rise of Falling, Soaring of Crawl, And “Must” embodied in the Words “we-all-could”, And “Sound of Glory” that Trumpeter stole. I won’t let them judge me and condemn me For Love of mine that cannot they forgive – Let perish all pretending and ordaining: I came to say that “Love” for me means “Live”. Life encompasses what was once forever The same that One replaces ghostly “All”: For me that’s You – and no one is braver, Than Soul that Someone as “Beloved” call!..
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Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
I Call
I Call I’m not interested in whatsoever “Others” Will say or feel, or – who knows?! – even think, In what as “Massive” is credited by Masses That blinded could be by a distant Blink, In Expectations’ Fallacies or Falsehood, In Rise of Falling, Soaring of Crawl, And “Must” embodied in the Words “we-all-could”, And “Sound of Glory” that Trumpeter stole. I won’t let them judge me and condemn me For Love of mine that cannot they forgive – Let perish all pretending and ordaining: I came to say that “Love” for me means “Live”. Life encompasses what was once forever The same that One replaces ghostly “All”: For me that’s You – and no one is braver, Than Soul that Someone as “Beloved” call!..
VladislavMartynovitch
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34/M/Toronto Canada
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
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