letter to a charming individual      

     
    I dreaded my pen for fear, you can't get my letter: The worship is wandering and now the conquering homage is still gasping in front of you. With your angel-handled duck, you would have protected me at the same time and protected me from chains of humiliation that scratched stigma wounds on my puffy body! Today, everyone still plays the role of a drukkolasz because they respect the mature Woman in whom you have become of your own free will and they get to know you cheerfully on the street! On the tree of modern times, the wild shoots of people of my own kind can be trampled or even galactically broken down, because I protect my person and cannot expose them to the targets of the ever-besieging general public; and I used to flirt with myself as a performer, they just always took away my breakable mood!
     
    Today, with your knowledge and life-giving culture, you plant seedlings in the hearts of others: let it sprout, let it grow higher The human message of Cultures! Thalia’s consecrated young priestess made you believe in ideological thoughts in addition to your guiding dreams, a vow of responsibility!
     
    Your planned journey - you already trust that you have already drawn for the Future! You were a heroine; according to your boiling-seductive, or charming naive roles — and yet your answer to my raging, supplicating letters could never come! I ask you dear Angel! If you still believe in a sincere alliance of friendships, you will embrace the shaking child in the depths of my shaky heart!