ELENA

The road is dark, the street is a dead-end. 

               You don't care! 

                                People's silence is incomprehensible, it is evil...

                                                      You don't believe it. 

Stubbornly, trusting the light of your flame, you lighten your paths you walk, you turn the darks into sun.

 even your instinct tells you " no, you don't have your light anymore, step back, rest", a stubborn candle lights in your palm. 

 

You don't die, you don't dim, you get tired...

 

You will carry the bright side of the day from soul to soul like the ambassador of the sun.

 

You will remain like a dazzling bright. everything would be darker without you; the road, the street, people...

 

NEVER DIM YOURSELF!

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