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write came from my life, from my new morning.

we human always do hurt other one.

Short poem

who cares about your s***s, if there'll be no life here.

Here's 01:24 A.M, i want to sleep, but i want to write as well.

What happens in our life every day and every season, i just dig that.

I thought to continue my last poem "AN EVENING TIME". It arises and comes from there.

It's a true one.

My evening night, winds blow across the sky.