Category : Poems

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Life is a blink of an eye, 
When you learn how to live it,
 It is already dark outside. 

 It can become a lonely place or a paradise,
 Depending on our choices many times. 

   It is a dance that ends too soon,
  After we keep the right rhythm
 All, all night long.

It is the beginning of autumn, 
When our tears attract the worst storm,
And our arms become weak 
On bad weather, sharing out the old tears.