temporary darkness
and the man don't know,
what is happening.
these stains which you can see,
are horrifying.
in a flash everything
in black colours,
on the black background
and you are waiting, when it passes.
it a heart is becoming numb
to the thought, it is possible
to predict not everything.
it as this way, as with the element,
which it is hard to overcome.
in a moment,
the earth can
move aside from under legs
and you have after problems.
it will already be enough
for you forever.
I am drinking the hot tea
and suddenly, I can see the flash and the dawn,
and day lightly blurred,
and the letter from you,
and then again I am overjoyed,
...perhaps slightly differently...
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