Fate
Life with the fate of anything is fraught with,
As you will see eyes-imps.
What's going on?
I should have waved them off with my hand.
I laugh at all sorts of devilry,
And in the eyes of the vanish these, & nbsp; perish,
I'll drown forever, like in a well,
And there's no going back.
This is what happens to us
Thousands of years. From Adam's birth.
In vain, it turns out, managed to brush off,
Having drowned, it was not possible to return.
Two thousand nine
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