July – Killer
(about 8 July of the 1998 year)
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The month of May persuaded me,
« Listen! Believe me,
Spring weeps, fortunately, tears of happiness,
Be not afraid and do not worry, please!
My dear, all must be well.»
But after 2 months,
July – my blossoming executioner –
The summer killer
who hid behind a birch,
Has shot me directly in my heart
and has taken my boy from me.
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