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My kiss over your forehead [ II ]
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"Gracious, it is the silence that embraces me, looking into your gentle, dreamy, soft eyes searching for me everywhere, - their light carrying the life of the soul burdened by the injustices of the world contrary to God. My lips are not yet able to speak to you about all this, soothing you, O blessed one! But only my kiss to repose on your forehead, like a tunic under which you search an abode from the storm, while confessing, tacitly, my helplessness. How could I, O blessed one, gentleness of my soul, talk to you about all this - when you are not yet ready to find out ?! Could even bear, my grieving heart, to hurt you, with such wordly causes, or mattes of the heart speaking to you about cruelty of the times? .. Could, even my eyes, still be able to halt such spring carrying the source of love? .."
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(My kiss over your forehead) [ II ]
„The Orphans” - Fragment - In original, 2019 - 2020 ©Th3Mirr0r
Translated from romanian language: 2021