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Што й па мору

Што й па мору

My heart beats with the blood
of a thousand women, a lineage
of power that I can only grasp
in the kneading echoes
of a heavy drum, 
their reds awash in different

hues of hardship and 
forsaken dreams, 
released under the calm
vicinity of a knife,
and as I stitch my wounds,
I entrust the soulful thrum
of the earth into my veins,
a resounding deep peace
for an eternity of strength.
As the women echo 
a God's cry,
I stand alongside them,
solemn and vivacious,
in all the traces of the earth.

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