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LAST SMILE
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Engraved in a pale photograph covered with hoarfrost and dust
We languish palely in our dilapidated room, motionless
Silence, covers thoughts vague
And as his heart flutters, he needs a strong swing of his wings
To revive all the memories of the old
Everything will be as it used to be
Love to cover those little things that meant
He always knows how to fix that sleepless night, and he knows the Moon
What secrets did life hide in the greatest debauchery and play
The emotion of the shallows, they stir night and day for decades
Living together while still searching for our existence
Or the spiritualization of life, because in the end everything remains
Good story and good memories engraved in the photos
Colorful colors in modern times, we see their wrinkles
How they roll and mute in worry, and it’s hard to endure it all
I move them like a heavy tower with my bare hands so that they do not sink
I extend my hand and seek the voice of reason in the game of destiny
The last smile, as if it were yesterday, was persistent
Everything that is good and bad, happens and passes somehow
And we are left with only memories engraved in photography
Covered with hoarfrost and dust in a dilapidated room
Stationary;
Because life has no retrospective, and I’m still looking for us
And as his heart flutters, he needs a strong swing of his wings
To revive all old memories
Maid Corbic
