It is so sad my dear comrades that
The darkness of human deceit
Has damaged the beauty of trust


It has been long since
The schismatical threads we created
Tied our hands
And deceitful human acts
Shattered the glass of eternal wine

Apart from problems, wars and savagery
Caused by human beings
My new little dog, MR.Vici
Has occupied my heart
And left no room for remorse, for anyone

Mr. Vici kisses me
He puts his head on my arms, lovingly
Mr.Vici barks heroically
If he hears a stranger breathing behind my door

Even with his innocent eyes telling me
“I love you”
It is strange that I believe Mr. Vici
More than I believed my lovers!!
And restlessly I am in need of this love
The little dog that understands the language of love

It is so sad my dear comrades that
The darkness of human deceit
Has damaged the beauty of trust

so moving. so honest. thank you.
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how bizarre that a little dog can understand the depths of love more than the most passionate or educated of us.
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