Nicola Lankow Confession

On this land I am an unwilling tenant,
But I will not leave it at will!
My only debt is to live like a fighter
And the world to kiss the fire.

As life is not black - I do not fear its clouds,
The anguish is heavy-I shake off her burden.
There is a silver key in my heart,
Hope for a better close time.

I have only one treasure:
That is the heart that loved everything!
To be free native land,
I throw it into the crucible with a swing.

I did not ask for life, I have to live,
But I will not leave the land on my own!
The only duty of a person is to create
And the world to kiss the fire.

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I just them and decided to share them with you.