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Jul 2013
There is a blessing that I cannot give
I fear if you take it I'll no longer live
I've gotten so close to releasing it still
Knowing i'd vanish once you got your fill
But all of the anger has bled from my bones
And love will restore what my body condones
The moment is here and delaying can wait
Surrender my words before it is too late
My mother's words ring true: manage peace.
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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