One Existence - Poem by Jolanta Gradowicz
I don't remember exactly that day -
Rain or the sun - my memory fails.
Then I began new life in a magic way -
I opened a new book with fairy tales.
How much depends on one existence…
Each sorrow disappears in air,
And every joy and smile multiply at once,
The world seems to forget about despair…
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