In days gone with hindsight
All I see is stress and fright.
But now, this wonderful spark surrounds me,
My habitat is no longer much like a dead sea.
But let's stop for a juncture
And focus on the super-of-the-moment.
Let go of the resentment.
I don't want to feel any more reluctance.
I treasure this night
Which is so bright,
Hanging with my fellas
Under the falling stars.
Big Dipper, Small Dipper, Morning Star.
They are all shining to us
And making us forget
About every inconvenient time.
Kovács Nóra XI.R
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