Category : Poems
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Destiny often changes its destination,
People have often changed
My thoughts about them.
I swear to you that many times,
Nothing can surprise me,
But I take both - good and bad events,
As a life experience.
My eyes traveled,
Seeing the lives of those
Who didn't care about me,
But for them I would have moved
Gray stones or green mountains-
A few names passed in my heart
Whose faces I don't remember now.
They said to me they had a heart too big
To leave just one person in their dreams to live in.
I have an old soul,
Abandoned in a body,
My pride comes from the past,
When you were enough for your lover.