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In the flow of time and constant meetings,

He was eager and tried to do everything,

And from people wanted to only benefit,

Melancholy and bitterness he could not endure.

He was very happy and impressed,

I played sports, was tempered constantly,

The imperfection of the world always surprised,

And life around seemed nice, glorious.

Good work was a pleasure.,

Great stay and girls are always around,

And the weaker sex beckoned so without Foreword,

And stirs the blood magic sound heel.

And day after day the delights tired and pall,

All irritated forever, no longer inspired,

Tired of the girls that hung around him,

And before it was all so fabulous and cute.

And then one night he remembered that,

That so missed you on him and always reached,

And without it began to feel only emptiness,

So smiling sweet, she was his soul touched.

Once he realized what’s important in this world,

When miss you, so love, waiting,

And there is no happiness without love in an empty apartment,

Much better when you cherish, cherish.