By time and sphere,
we go by and pass…
feelings done, and
never last.
Old ones come,
we dont go down…
how I have lost,
where have I found.
Now back to days,
of work and pressure…
lay down lays,
and pass whatever.
Listen the breath
of nature keys,
never the less
the smile of smilys.
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