From time to time, I have to write a poem about life and things happening to me, my friends or to complete strangers. After all, a world is, looking from the bright side, beautiful ...
and of course, most of life isn't real.
se skriva
V jutru ... nov dan. v spočetju ... življenje, v smrti ... odrešenje. V soju lune božanski plan ?
Vsi mi, odhajamo v neskončno, vi ostajate, upam da pokončno.
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