Immortal Poem by Tanya Ivanova
Immortal
When God created universe
He made our choice reality:
Multiplication is a curse
connected to mortality.
The world blinked with its baby eyes
It had no brain to choose
It found that mother's love is nice
And chose its life to lose.
And every time when you see love
You make your choice ahead
To be eternal like a dove
Who dies to cheat the death.
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