No more thousand years, please

I believe no more thousand years
it won't replace a single minute of your hug
that no new self-improvement fact
won't wipe out your eyes in the middle of the night
burning with desire and love
I believe there is no new world
most beautiful and most hopeful
in which you would not be

anyone who advises such a thing
he is a blatant liar

I know he's lying


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