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Jul 2016
No higher be the altitude of anybody's life
The hours pass for all the same in time we cannot buy
If given us the riches we can physically embrace
Then taken be the spirit we decided to erase
The shell of any human life is what it claims to be
If seeing is believing I would rather have the sea
Where salt is never lacking, neither sun nor moon reside
They're swallowed up by water, called by low and higher tide
I've slept inside the seasons and I've been awake in all
the winter turns to spring and then the summer turns to fall
The weather never mattered, I was happy all the while
And swimming with the fishes had me learn in single file
Before this I was dancing and parading what I knew
until I came to realize mine was not the only truth
There's nothing I could offer that could save another soul
It humbled me to pieces as I let the my person go
Matthew 4:19
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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