SelfPub: What did I do?
Are you familiar eyes dipped,
as for lake living water.
All bad things end,
and the moment comes to rise.
The heels do not cling to the glass, and the clover...
Every step your were not in vain.
God, what am I supposed to have done?
And what am I so happy?
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And then, like a Phoenix,
reviving itself from the ashes.
Appear plans, goals,
soul comes summer.
Blossoms the color of hope
and love adds color.
The tenderness in your heart again vast!
How to live on Earth perfectly.
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It happens that fear and unbelief
tear the soul to pieces.
Cry: "God, what have I done?!
Well, for what so much suffering?!"
Not living, barely crawling
every day as on broken glass.
And poems not written. Prose only
pronounce the pieces.
And then, like a Phoenix,
reviving itself from the ashes.
Appear plans, goals,
soul comes summer.
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