God is near (from my private diary)

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lea pradziński (maj, 2013)

from my private diary

23:00

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dreamers

mother

It is a story of a woman, who was so frightened by loneliness that she devoured her son's life. She ate his body with calm and delight and hunger was even more burning.

You painful, suffering mother — dark and bitter light will soon reach bottom of your eyes.