2020: Green Leaves Fall Untimely
About the state of hearts fluctuating in flame
Without desires - dreams - but youths to die
The world has narrowed us in worries
The flower of roses wither & die young
& the arrows of misfortunes cut through ribs
Let the curvature of our souls have mercy
In spite of it scars & beauties
the raptors are bereaved
Sorrows do not rest for they're many
Night pass & death is never postponed on us anymore
O youths - speed up your decision - life is short
The full moon is gone & the stars will regress
Let fold the years & continue before we fall
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