Chapter 80 - "What Kind Of Heart Wound Is This?"

[Epilogue - Evgeny Grinko🎶] 

There's a stain of blood over there.

The memory of the day you slapped me. 

There is some loneliness in my soul, 

mostly snow.

What kind of black soul is this?

You did not hold them 

while my hands were cold.

I couldn't understand,

was I worthless?

There's a burn over there.

Poor of the day I deceived you.

I have a little blood on my hands, 

mostly love.

What kind of heart wound is this?

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