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There Comes a Deep Sorrow
Yuryi Sypko
There comes—a deep sorrow arising. Emptiness and pain. This state is indescribably heavy. Pills do not help. Money does not help…
In the raging sea you are alone. Surrounded by crowds of people, laughing, strolling, cheerfully chirping about all manner of trifles, you are alone.
The entire world with its stars and planets seems switched off.
The sun has extinguished.
Birds do not sing.
It is cold.
It is dark.
Lonely.
Terrible.