You breath until time stops but, then you just go and walk in hell or heaven .
So simple is life, like that !
The steps of your breath and life is short, it is so little life-
what good you will choose to do with it ?. . .
Some people breathe the air when others live the shadow of death,
they dream of they own soul .
it's so hard to let go of someone you truly loved in life !
Clouds are flying in sorrow of our lives till
we meet again in kisses of the sun with an embrace of love .
Farewell all of you !
- A. A. Popovici,