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Sep 2016
I don't want to hear about bad.,
About wars, illness, odds,
About the poor and the sad.
Go away thoughts!

I protest! I protest
My world of illusions to leave.
I protest! I protest
In reality live.

I built my universe here
Without people,
Where I'll live hundreds of years
Without fears.

Birds are singing here songs
About love, happiness.
Lucky, they do not know
About loneliness.

Each day the sun is shining
At night - hundreds of stars.
I lie on the silver lining.
Near the see is my house.

One and only could replace
This wonderful sight.
To transform each day
Into a bird's flight.

And flying in the sky
In my wings I felt pain.
To fly
No more I can.

And once again Hello-hello
Hello, beautiful scenes
Hello new old world
Don't beg, my soul away leaves.
Antonina Dutchak
Written by
Antonina Dutchak  Ivano-Frankivsk
(Ivano-Frankivsk)   
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