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Nov 2016
First was a light,
so blinding, so raw
rods of steel
blocking his courage
taken his sight!

As he managed
to get away, he felt
suspicious and strangely
unsafe as if calmness
before storm took
over his life

He walked
he walked thru alleys
concrete and cold

There he met a lady,
she offered him a gift
A gift which is to give
a recipient a great relieve

"You would be able to escape
these abandoned walls and roads
full of pain and resentment.
Do not cling on hesitation,
free yourself."

"You are tempting my lady,
however these escapes you
speak of are merely temporary
blinks of a steps I am about to
go through.
I am sure we will meet again
I say farewell for now."

he lowly walked away
Martin Palatický
Written by
Martin Palatický  28/M/Slovakia
(28/M/Slovakia)   
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   Jozef Vizdak and NV
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