The days, full of gray routine , pass by me hurriedly . The same thing is always in front of the eyes, in the heart - the hidden sadness. And it's as if I no longer feel the pulse of this moment filled with beauty. Along the way, I have lost the impulse of the strong desire for love. But spring comes and birds sing, a fresh wind blows in the branches, and it brings a feeling of joy and longing to all of our souls . And maybe it's time for a change, before I've forgotten to fly, before my sadness misunderstood weighs on the white wings. Gathering courage, I fly away quietly, I am again in the sky blue... I left the habit, I wander again, and I am looking... I am looking for light...
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