Road Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt
Road
it not this way not this way
everything negotiated
how you wanted.
I wanted living my own life.
he solves his riddles not always best,
but he is solving our problems,
didn't grow about fortunately
in time we noticed problems
signposts and at least
not everything negotiated
how we established
there is a light on the road
which is running, in our direction...
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