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Victim
by
Maria Deyana
In cold dreamy evenings
In the depths blue oceans
In the dark sky of prediction
On the rock of spotting
For pure wideness of life
For empty islands of faith
The words were dying in their silence
With the fear of my heart
For a moment of love of anchor peace
In the endlessness I scarified myself
For paths with no return, for the most beautiful verse
About something called a Man .
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