Marieta Maglas
Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania


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This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.

Acta est fabula plaudite
The play has been performed; applaud!
Your Words Of Love
I have seemingly missed your words of love,
Those words that were written in the sand
And erased by the first wave.
Do you remember, my love?
If we combined
The perfectly good and the perfectly evil,
We would obtain the imperfection.
If we took a piece of paradise
Shadow Of Life
I am a victim and you know that I know this.
Je suis une victime et vous savez que je le sais.

You say that you love me,
A Delicate Rainy Morning
If I felt that you had been here,
it was because your angel would have touched me with his wing like a breeze,
you would have been here with him
A Princess Of Romanian Folk Died
Romania is in mourning.
A princess of Romanian folk died
A few hours ago.
There will be many trees on this land
Kiss My Soul
If that morning would be my ideal incredible readiness,
In a forgotten time of the tellurium and most desirable land,
Your certain love would come to utter my vivid happiness-
Kissing closed eyelids, caressing them with your tender hand.
A Ray Of Sun
While drawing a circle,
A ray of sun that slips on your sad face
Is not only a ray, it is the light.
Moreover, my feelings
+ In Search Of The Perfect Chess Mate ++
Embedding new rules
in a new arrangement
and having a new strategy,
the white king is driving
I'm drawing a circle,
Which is concentrically diminishing,
With each gliding of the pencil on the paper,
Until it becomes a spiral.

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