Today
you are sleeping closing the doors.
happily
In a dark, dark frightening
cellar.
We,
like forgotten lantern on a rainy night
light,
the ruins,
But you do not invite
us in
nor we invite you out.
Someday
sun of
anxious agony
will rise within us
and will fill the sky with
wondrous light.
In our existence itself
there are
possibilities beyond limits, friends!
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