On Swamp
When there is no hope in soul,
When someone’s not really close,
When your heart is disconsolate, -
Life is looking like a morass.
Only golden water lilies -
There you will find - illusions.
Silly dreams unable to save you, -
Stem is fragile, weak as usual..
When the all strengths are exhausted,
Kind foe, - that is well known, -
shows up to pull you out ...
Wouldn't be better if he'd got late..
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