From beginning to the end this day comes again,
It looks like revelation ,
where three points on the top
Tight mill doubt burned through.
What's in a woman's fate ?One start!
A shadow closed like burning star,
Fnd for a moment I suddenly thought
that the shackles of the saint that day formed!
Where's Trinity ,
Fnd where are shadow shrines ,
What is the truth in a woman's night cry
Begging for life to drink the Cup,
Giving birth to God sons of having trump.
What is your sigh, woman ?Like birds chirping,voice
Giving to people leaves fall of love,
trying to hide in oblivion eights ,
A melancholy sheet against bad days .
Two circles feel like beginning of two days,
Two hearts inspired by one fate ,I'm in the glorious day of March 8
Found a gate in the goodness of pray.
The 8 of March
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