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Old heart -.

" old heart,  time of a miracle! thoughts are so lonely, when I look in time of my soul. black eyes smiled at me,  my lips shine on my face! words unspoken in my head,  are dancing like the wind in summer. may the time pass away,  my memories will stay with me, always! even old I will be here,  in my wheelchair... hope that never will I see,  blessings in the past of a day. waiting of tomorrow, song that my feet are singing! missing, somewhere in the past,  old days!...
What is a love story really ?
If not a life of sacrifice for the one you lOve ?

- A. A. Popovici,