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Two Words

I want to say so much, so loudly, but a hurricane of thoughts tore the words away, flung them off in a furious whirlwind. Only the two strongest were left standing. Together they could level an avalanche, a tsunami, a volcano's eruption, Armageddon itself, and the world, held up on the backs of three great elephants, turned upside down without another word. They are sacred — not some trending slogan that topped the charts of the most popular frequencies. They are like two tears once let fall by God, that will cleanse the souls of those who catch them.
Author’s translation · written in Russian