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Current Иногда я писал стихи. Наслаждайтесь! Each day we explore space and time, Looking at the past, present, and some of us even the future, Our lives are like a calm lake, Our decisions the many rocks we throw during our time at the lake, And our rewards and consequences the millions of ripples that are created. The size of the rock greater increases the size of the ripples, These ripples moving fast at first, but gently come to a halt with time and distance. Have you ever wondered what would have happened if you didn’t throw the rock so hard? Or possibly if you threw the rock differently, skipping it and sending ripples in all directions. What may seem like mere seconds shortly becomes decades to the lake. You may even splash some of the water out of the lake if you aren’t delicate, Taking away the very essence of the lake itself And yet the pebbles we may toss go unnoticed, and make very small ripples. No one controls the ripples because nobody can, They flow out, unchecked and unchallenged, taking the water wherever it wills. When we throw multiple rocks in the lake, ripples may collide They may gently merge into one another, Or clash sending each other in different directions, We might have thrown all of those rocks, And yet others might have thrown some of them as well. However the ripples are only the effects that we can see on the surface, No one really knows what dwells at the bottom of the lake, Some things might emerge from the lake, others bubble, And some never emerge at all. But the lake lives on, knowing that one day, regardless of all of its experiences It too shall face the test of time, For how long it will last it does not know But it knows now, that it exists and shall exist Until it comes to its end, like so many lakes before it It shall dry up and wither away. Yet the question of what will take its place remains. Perhaps a beautiful and lush grassy knoll, Maybe a field of flowers so magnificent and brilliant that they shine as bright as the stars. One can only hope for the best, The rest is luck and faith.

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so meaningful :)
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you also write poetry? very beautiful)))

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