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Human life moves fast shows things, words, convinces It shows things that are not created, but about what is created in the heart No healthy person will say And even when life is sad Don't lose hope, because it's very tedious anyway Everything is falling apart You're lying on the ground, you're in despair Suddenly a ray of sunshine appears, Drivetrain like in a sports car Engine straight from the sky It's coming back, and you want to change it, present it like a bestseller, Put it on a distant shelf, away from light, eyes of the gaze for old memories And when you see yourself in the mirror after grayness and indifference... You bet something... It's love, faith, hope -Happiness at last, faith at last, As if my punishment had passed, you thought not seeing your reflection that you have already seen, reflections from the mirror of childhood. It's faith Not only old memories will remain
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
Transience
Human life moves fast shows things, words, convinces It shows things that are not created, but about what is created in the heart No healthy person will say And even when life is sad Don't lose hope, because it's very tedious anyway Everything is falling apart You're lying on the ground, you're in despair Suddenly a ray of sunshine appears, Drivetrain like in a sports car Engine straight from the sky It's coming back, and you want to change it, present it like a bestseller, Put it on a distant shelf, away from light, eyes of the gaze for old memories And when you see yourself in the mirror after grayness and indifference... You bet something... It's love, faith, hope -Happiness at last, faith at last, As if my punishment had passed, you thought not seeing your reflection that you have already seen, reflections from the mirror of childhood. It's faith Not only old memories will remain
Don't worry about everything, rest and don't run all the time. There is a time for everything, when you are young do not try to run an adult marathon, and when you are not an adult do not run a marathon of work until the coffin. Don't carry a big stone like Sisyphus. in your heart, not in your head
Zagryzka
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Jan 14, 2025
Jan 14, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC
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