If we can see sunrises and also sunsets,
So life spreads its wings over our heads.
We'll say to oblivion: "Just, darkness, wait!
There are many unsung songs on our way".
& If life spreads its wings over our heads,
We'll rise from the ashes despite of all deaths.
No matter what hardships kill our dreams,
Merciful hearts sow good by all means.
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Natalie Gladmir (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wish you all a long and happy life.
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Comments1
Beautiful.
Thanks.
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