TRUTHS
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I am thrown to the hell, to the abyss enormous, dark - dangerous Cila! Close to my soul exists the skepticism and the despair shakes my clay. |
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I suffer atrocious sorrow, very acrid torment! To all that surrounds me, to all, to all, in anguishes I interrogate and attentive I study, sighing in pertinacious lament. |
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And in this darkness of the ugly vortex in that I am thrown in the bright heights I want to rise!... But, if effort I employ, I suffer anguishes, grieves, madness. |
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And I live always like this! No!... It is not life to feel in everything the mistake to beat, sadly moved away of the ocean of the dreamed and pleased happiness. |
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Distant of the pleasure, far away from the faith, seeing the distanced ideal beyond, I want to the nothing to be ready, ready thrown, because it such sorrows only compensate me. |
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But, if you turn to me your glances, stars, perhaps fanals of new Faith... then I will aspire the extensive life, reading Gospels... and kissing altars... |
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