i lost my friend
Without knowing friend's bitter tears
Only knew laughter of a friend
i saw a friend by my standard
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A poet
do not use poetry
as a mean to the other ends
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hope is not in the future
the future is in hope.
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Now
The winds blow
Gray clouds in the hazy sky
Think
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Love changed others
Through self transformation
Exclusively
In so doing
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It is said that a bird flies
in the sky. It flies and soars,
that it considers life, its
freedom to get when it wants
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