Transitions of Lifetime
Poetry grows in silence,
and darkling the imagination
in the clouds begins the sky
besides, we don't conceive how it is right...
On limbo we stand still,
we await any solution,
this life is only one life,
where do we wait?
the mission...
If we are passive we live in fear,
if we fight we are only competition,
in place hideouts are the secrets,
and in the sacred books is the reason...
Our happiness is in the smile,
so the soul becomes full of colors,
if we understand this it will be simple,
understand the transition of time...... !
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