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Life is a stream
On which we live.
Our hearts lost in silence.
We dream endlessly about concepts
That float in our minds,
And wonder how glad they will make us.
Striving for hope,
Yearning for joy
We open the petals of our life like a rose.
Widening our view
Looking into the distant sky
Our life streams by us
And sweeps us away
Though there is still one thought
Infinite miles away.
We are left alone,
To age in our years
And to figure out,
the true fragrance of our life.





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