I don't have any worries then ...but I have my happiness." - a poem by myself.
In the hour of solitude,
I stretch my luck, of my voice
in your direction,
sounds powerful
but only for me,
left in the motion
goes down slowly,
and I along the line
fall down to the bottom
of my dreams.
Anchored there for good,
I gaze far beyond
and there are my loved ones,
met on my lifepath,
calling my name
and they were waving to me.
I do not have worries then, but I have my happiness.
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