the truth

I'm walking and walking through the roads...
And see my life in shining light of Moon.
I know who bestowed me my traumas,
I know who bestowed me his luv.

Three demons torture me my every moment,
They are severe judges by the way,
but I'm alive -
That's sincerely a nonsense: I know
Who was holding all my way.

I can't improve my faults, but I'm thankful
To Lord for help and even more - for wounds,
I am alive, and every moment - precious!
I am alive! And wiser! - that's the truth.


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