I raise my glass
to every lost soul on this planet,
it is I among them,
to every fortunate and unfortunate one
it is I one of them.
I raise my glass
to every soul, that vibrates
in the agony of life
and shines with glorious beauty
while burning into ashes.
I raise my glass
to every one of them.
© 2011 by Nina K Orlovskaya
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