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M Marieta Maglas Marieta Maglas
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If we combined The perfectly good and the perfectly evil, We would obtain the imperfection. If we took a piece of paradise And a piece of hell to gather them together, Our souls would become less beautiful, Because the truth would swallow the lie, and The absolute truth would become relative. If our love swallowed our hatred, We would love each other less than usual. If we formed an amphora, While trying to find the absolute truths In a new and perfect love for Him, We would need all our faith to remove All the lies and all our hatred from us. If our lies and our hatred Became two trenchant weapons, And if we chose Lucifer for hitting Our relative truths, They would mathematically fall to become Downright uncertainties. The wounded love would disappear from us, And we would turn into new saltstones As Lot's wife turned while seeing Sodom burning... If our truth was equal to our lie, And our love was equal with our hate, We would become absolutely nil persons, While dying slowly and while melting ourselves In nothingness, While the absolute truth and the absolute lie Are in no touch. The reason to save the self And to search for purity is that Their arguments are always perfect. Copyright © ® Marieta Maglas. All rights reserved.

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