Poezie
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From ashes to ashes,
From dust to dust.
The moments are like flashes
And life is the crust.
The moments are passing by,
Without the smile of a victory.
Nobody taught me how to fly.
I know the wings are history.
For the fear of darkness
I unleashed the beast.
So I can run from sadness,
So I can live at least.
The devil is persuade by me,
Wherever he will hide.
My eyes are opened and I still can’t see,
And I am dazzled by your pride.
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