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the sun, I love you, my creation
, the smile will not come down, although I am at the limit
and you never see
it, take me in your arms
or bring me to a scream of despair
, it's still not
hard to overcome yourself, when? always.
there are screams, screams, moans outside the window
, they
can not be opened in any way behind the curtain
, and inaction is like an abyss
, you are either in it, or you are no
one, another victim of circumstances
will not remember you, nonsense ...
but through obstacles
is not absurd, but the strength of the spirit
is the only way from no
one you can become another, big and important
person, and The universe is a friend of the elder