About “Life“



About “life“

Life, living and the world? They are all a question mark. While İ’m thinking the past, My eyes filles with tears. İn my heart endless missings freshness and my feelings makes me depressed again. Again and again comes to my mind suddenly ending thoughts that, at any moment, but I still say to myself, „Life,“ „Life,“ he and I miss my past. Sometimes I wake up and I see that it’s completely dark everywhere, sometimes I wake up I see a little light at almost the end of the dark tunnel. I would say to myself; work in real life, a real-world moment there perhaps another moment unhappy for a moment you’re very happy. Life is like a game and we are always to be the winner in this game, we ask that, but sometimes us a clue to understand the rules of the game to lose the game. If we swear that we will…

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