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Milli and Maggie and i and Molly and May
eseu [ ]
Life

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2003-11-10  | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english]    | 



Tomorrow the world was dead...or it dissapeared through the smoky curtain of the illusion.I forced the world to leave forever,I begged her soul to let me alone with my sadness.I thank her now for she was so nice to listen to my prayer and I cry forgiveness for my sins.I crushed with my own selfish soul,the only bridge that bounded me with "Here"!
Maggie and Millie and i and Molly and May used to be best friends ever in this grey world.We cherished our love more than anything else.The sky was our father,the Sea-our mother;they were both taking care of us.We were so innocent and happy in our painful unhappiness.We were alone-just the five of us and our mother-the Sea.
One day,one sad autumn day,everything seemed to me the same:father was smiling from heaven...only mom was crying,throwing little wet drops on us.
"Come to me, my dearest daughters, it`s time!".Maggie and Millie and Molly and May dissapeared into the roaring sea.i could not move my feet as though i was cursed to remaine glued forever.Then i understood:the story did not include my character as well-it was just their life written by a happy poet...mine was not jotted down yet.They are the Spirit that is immortal,i am just ashes and dust.
Today the world was dead...tomorrow does not exist.i beg forgiveness and i cry,i have not found myself into the Sea and i cry!



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