Our life is a flash, flash of lonely star,
Which appeares and fades in space.
Our world is mirage, our world is exchange
Of these stars like a sort of revenge.
So, why we do live?
What's the sence in that all?
How can man try to fight with the fate?
These are difficult questions,
Cause man can't cope with
Silly trifles which lie on his way...
Thinking of Life
© Copyright: Юлия Хабиахмедова, 2007
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