To Each His Own

Not everybody is honored with Death,
As well as with Life…
Not everybody,
But only those
Who had a great fortitude to be born.
Hatred, as well as Love,
Is given not to everyone,
But only to those ,
Who has a strong ability
To attract and thrill…
Grief, as well as Joy,
Falls to one's share…  not to anyone,
But only to those,
Who can feel it…

IT IS NOT A POEM

Me.


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