Borys Svetlana, Borys, Julia. One? (№ 385114)

In one second a person loses all desires, aspirations, even dreams. He hardens in her grief, motionless, surrounded by a swirl of other people's lives. His soul cries out, but who will hear this silent scream? All run past, no one pays attention to his terrible, mournful howl. But he was so long, so helpless, so bloody, like these flowers, whose juice seeping between my clenched in a fist with your fingers.