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Fairy World

Forgive me, Lord, maybe I'm wrong, I'm not asking for happiness, Maybe I'm wrong and that I thank you for all... For the pain and for the smiles, for misery, For the dawn in the morning and for night sleep. I'm sorry, Lord, for myself, I rarely got asked for forgiveness, And more for other... for what I die, So, maybe not writing, need latest creations, Because the sun will never see and the moon... I'm sorry, Lord, you all who were able to hurt me And those to whom it was not given, Just because I was stronger, their grievances have not seen, But still forgive them... dreaming of one: To be loved, not in heaven and on Earth is a sinner, each other, That could kill a cruelty, rudeness, anger, Make strong the weak could never hurt And so... I am in this world, even if just a little bit, had to live... 25.03.15 AKC © Copyright: Konstantin Achapowski, 2014 The certificate of publication No. 115032509710

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