It seems
That all died
In the middle of this landscape
As I was walking
Towards liberty
Clouds came and told
As a whisper
That all died
Hearts were empty
And faces were so pale
I cried
Again and again
Until the rain of my tears
Became monsoon for love
They did forget
They will regret
Hurtings and mournings
All was broken inside 
I realized
That somewhere else is the life candle
Set forever because even if I die
There is this eye
Still loving me.


Marianne Chabadi




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