Sometimes some thoughts insist me to convert my way :an original poetry.

It become many days,
I have not written about you,
Though you live in my memories
I had some how managed to stop.

Time is so wonderful factors,
It prevents me to go some place,
It produce such an argument,
I compeled to return my routine life.

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But, Sometimes it insists me to convert my way,
It tells me dreaming is so beautiful!
So ,go ahead and catch your flower,
Life is not only for carry loads.

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