Darkness
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Mihaela Pirjol
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A starless night scented with lilies,
With nothing in my mind:
The consumption of love-fire;
Ashes scattered in forgetfulness—
The doom and the beginning:
The beginning of what? —
Continuity and unpredictability…
The sunset succeeded by night:
There, —is certainty!
I shut my being into this darkness;
I disappear into its nothingness:
Vast, far, cold, and dark
Like this night…
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