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Pure Inside


Pure Inside

Pure passions to rise

You’re entitled by fate –

Let it be any price,

Let it be any rate,

 

Let it bring any fame,

Or dismay, or distress:

Passion now to tame

Means all forces to taste!..

 

Now challenged be Strength

And pretentions approved:

All decay now dance

Will macabre and rude,

 

Cleansing spaces for Soft

Here rejuvenate –

What is coming’s aloft

And to sing and ornate!..

 

Passion will purify,

Using Feelings as tools,

For emotions to rite

In the spring by the pools,

 

That in woodlands reflect

Dew of clouds in Light:

Gates that Miracles let

After Passions inside!..

 

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Vladislav Martynovitch

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