My strength has gone.
I'm old and weak, and fragile,
I can't believe that yersterday i was so full of verve and agile...
The end has come...
All of a sudden...
My hands are trembling as i'm digging little grave in gloomy garden.
My room is empty...
How could that be real?
In just one moment bonds with relatives has been repealed...
A moment later i'm awake. All sweaty...
I had a lot of time to think, but now...
i'm ready.
The end
© Copyright: Валар Моргулис, 2016
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