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-  

In-between.
 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.