wind … u walk alone, u meet people, malicious so much. … on cheeks tears shine, earlier u weren't able to cry …
u ask so much questions, no answers for them! why?
in your head one name turns, and u want to shout it in a wind, hoping it will pick up your pain and that emptiness will fill with noise of sea.
why u created all that world?
what for you created it, when color paints … have ended? …
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Maria. summer 2010. Riga
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