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Nov 2019
Time, only you,
Only you can make the smallest spore, the
biggest tree the earth can offer.

No pen,
of any author can withstand
the burden of the think it sees.

No heart,
can understand the time that they lost
by seeing the bird fly,
the falling leaves,
the smooth water of the sea.

Its funny to think that
you can fall in love
with somebody easier
than tο appreciate
the presents that time
gave to us.

Thank you,
for thinking am trustworthy
but am really sorry.

Your son died years ago.
The day that you gave him
life,the last day that the world was peacefull.
Ιάκωβος Βλέπτης
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Ιάκωβος Βλέπτης  20/M/Cyprus
(20/M/Cyprus)   
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