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Jul 2021
I wonder everywhere you go,
Working hard or easy like a feather,
Like an angel hard to take,
Like an angel hard to take...
Perhaps there is no redemption for what this hell...
For what this hell I did...
If you want a prayer it is there, written on all the walls,
A sign you can find,
If you want to
Follow the path of the ones
You can admire,
Follow the path...
Become a real wonder.
Notes on the field of the lost
What were you seeing?
What did you find?

I may try a blessing only for the too revengeful there is no place.
And so it seems that there is for unfairness.
Many things seem today
Maybe your justice wasn't too unfair.
Maybe your try at asking for a better future.
God knows I cried.
God knows I learned that crying won't help if you don't do the right thing.
The right thing?
That's a sweet try.
And the sweet must be eaten, eaten alive.
Oh, the love life!

May I be only a real miracle and know my real place?
Theodora Oniceanu
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