Сумна Пісня
Порожня, змарнована, звана чужим ім’ям,
Розвіяна вітром, зпалена полум’ям,
Розділена навпіл, розбита надвоє
Летіла, летіла я вниз головою.
Не втілена в жаль, розбещена,
Без світла в душі, без сну, без сорому,
Я чиста, я вільна, я тричі хрещена
І, наче пір’я, лечу знов нагору.
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