The poem about brave life
The poem about brave┬аlife
Luck turns around Then slow life also goes fast Whenever i grow Progress kills a lot
The desire to do something good thrives in the heart There is no smoke in it, the fire burns in the chest Whenever i grow Progress kills a lot
The floor is in front, however, the air moves opposite Believe or not, this world is very deceitful Whenever i grow Progress kills a lot
All the solar clouds, but I walkтАж
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