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May 2020
The plague took away our spring
Warm sunshine and scent of buds
It split our intertwined roots and replaced them with the barriers made by chasm
The plague covered this dark night
Darker than the night is fear, hatred and arrogance
A little spark will be seen thousands of miles away
Extinguished by the tide of the crowd
People who carried their burning head had to extinguish these flames
Therefore the believers of them are lost again
Those who were suddenly shrouded in darkness, ran around, wanted to find the gap in the heavy curtain, or cover up their eyes, ears, nose and mouth
In the darkness, there is no light
Darkness spreads like raw oil carried by ocean currents
There is no way that the darkness has a border or escape
The way to fill the house was written in the fable* a long time ago
Someday ...
*In this fable, a master asked three apprentices to buy things to fill the house with very limited money. The first apprentice bought cotton, but can only fill 1/2 of the house. The second apprentice bought straw, but can only fill 2/3 of the house. The last apprentice bought a candle, and the light from the candle lit the whole house. So the correct answer is light
Written by
Yuchu
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   Bogdan Dragos
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