My way
Every day for me is last.
All my world is the smartest.
I will never be in past!
As a bird I fly to heaven,
As a rock I fall from top.
Voice inside like profound raven
Says all time to me: don't stop!
I can't live without stories.
I prefer a stormy day!
If it's hard to find my glories,
All the same I'll keep my way.
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