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The path of life

The green spring leaves

The summer hot flames burned the colors of life in them

They withered, died and fall down yellow leaves 

On the cold winter land to be buried in it

As if the nature confirms to us

From the soil and to the soil we back

The path of our life begins from the warm darkness to end in the cold darkness

It begins with the joy pain and ends with the sadness pain

Crying in the beginning and crying in the end

And the only feeling for whom is lying down in the grave

Is the remorse for the sadness and pain in the suffering of the life

That he lived it and went from it without taking anything from it

As he came, he went

To end up in a tomb worn out with the days

Buried in the dark land of oblivion

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Monday 17/2 /2020