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There was a man trapped into an hourglass
From past to present he couldn’t pass He was moving weird and jumping in the sand Trying to retrieve the time he had spent Sailing on the sea. After a while he got tired and offered a resign But life is not a simple and stupid line Across our reaching hands when we pray It can straighten things up or waylay Our minds, our hearts. A little bit of faith with warmth of the heart Succeeded to break the hourglass apart Hope then dragged the future inside the man Saying, you know, if you want you can To be good and kind. Life should be understood in terms of right, Love, kindness, tenderness and fight Only for these things that blossom and live In a heart that knows how to give Not just to receive.
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