Is it pain?

I cannot recognize it.

It flows through my head,

Through my heart,

Through my veins,

Through my body.

What is it?

It brings me back to my past


Looking back through some pages,

I understood

I not complete some pages.

It is good that some stories do not last,

Some unfinished stories are beautiful.


The unfinished stories are flowing on this earth,

It’s like a soul that does not enjoy peaces,

Give me peace,they are crying…


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