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One day

by Elizaveta Lukashina © 2020

One day we will have to leave...
One day... no one knows it well.
Like Adam and fragile Eve,
Like water does in a well.

The thing is that after that
Reality will ensue.
The thing - whether I have met
In snippets of living - You.

I pray when the day will come,
I’ll be alabaster box.
An ointment of grace for some
That challenges and provokes.

I pray when the day treads on,
That will be between two:
Both overwhelmed and in awe,
Myself and the sky too.

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