I'm sorry but we need more data.
What we have got is not enough.
We have been told: we can get later.
So nowadays we shouldn’t laugh.
So many times my Angel cheered me
In days of desperate and twilight mood.
And every time I used to get three
Dark ravens opposite to one white Good.
Oh Mother Mary, tell Your Namesake
That I still wait in spite of all
These fears that tear my soul like milk cake
And kill the hope to reach my goal.
Let Mary know I was not joking
Those distant day of hopeful call,
When I disturbed her day of working
With lightning Word which was not fall.
9.06.2020
Don t down the light
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