Today I`m talkng to above the sky
For here on earth the answer I don`t find,
And maybe I can get a good reply
From that called God thought to be good and kind,
But if nothing does come but emptiness,
And fear of never knowing make me cry,
I will be brave and calmly my eyes press
And comfort with this to find simply try.
Why to have the lamb meek ad the tiger wild?
And then one grass, the other much the meat.
Is not the reason babies are so mild
For the heart suffers the mind`s mixed-up heat
There`re many places where the earth grow roses,
And now my pen wth this my sonnet closes.

End of the poem

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The Bat’s Own Poetry Cave 

Talking Writing Monster.

Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US

Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe

Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).

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