There is only one way to go
There is only one way to leave
There is no way of taking it slow
There is only one way to skip
There were many chances in past
That were twisting around in tango
When did happen the decadence?
Why is it now so tangled?
The present seemed so friendly
Until we met face to face
But in fact it is so shabby
So Welcome and take your place
As great Shakespeare predicted
We’re all actors, just playing our parts
And all the things we are addicted
Are nothing but pack of cards
Random thoughts
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