New time forgets you ever.
Let’s try, but you just can’t.
You could do something better,
But time forgets… The End.
Old year’s faster, faster.
Your kids are parents now.
The time is our master,
We have no answer “How?”
We lived so fast this hundred,
But while we have the heart,
We live and we will love it,
And time will keep this art.
Andrey V. Zakharov (01.05.2010)
Time
© Copyright: Андрей Захаров, 2010
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