Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
A life is like a walk.
You start somewhere
And build your own path
One step at a time
One feet in front
The other behind
And on you go
Enjoying the view
Somedays
Struggling sometimes
But never stop
Go on go on
Until the very end
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Shattered in pieces Over the cold dark floor Lays like a broken glass Red pieces of my broken heart I had it broken many times before And m...
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