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Unborn souls

Svetlana Yotko

Unborn souls In the ocean at night In a cemetery niche Finding their home Through doubt and torment We are born into life So that in the womb from boredom Don't fall asleep, win Executioners and surgeons, Those who cut the thread, Don't kill babies - They want to live!

We are here in the world for death: No matter how much we want, Before birth, like children, For the wombs to die. Everyone must come This world is a battlefield, Try to find The meaning of scream and pain!

You may not be born remove suffering Give up life Sell your soul You can after birth You stay in the dark End your life prematurely Wanting to die... But according to the plan of salvation, To defeat death Don't destroy babies. They want to live!

Stop!

Everything is vanity and emptiness, Томленье духа, нищета… Everything was, is and everything will pass - Don't change this pattern.

Stop! – I am your Lord! Get to know me! – and the pain will go away! Leave your problems and worries behind, There is no bad job for God! My beautiful creation I give it to you for inspiration! Love is only where there is purity, Hope, joy, completeness... Forget yourself, open your eyes: Here is vanity, there is heaven! Drive away doubts and fears, Your destiny is in My hands! Trust Me and give it all up. And there will be peace and paradise in your heart.

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