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Through clouds and sky, eternity

Unexpectedly, I met a miracle

Crossing the cosmos milky way,

Two winds: fair and opposite.

One interfered and torn a lot,

Filling my soul with doubt

He scoffed and laughed after me,

He tried to ruin my life.

The other, on the contrary, gave me lightness,

Freedom of thought, flights without barriers,

Handed meekly movements dexterity,

I have always been given excellent results.

And that season of winds suddenly stopped,

I did not see more lightness and barriers,

Again I turned to memory for help,

After all, only heaven rules over us.

And he went on, dominating his mind,

With an open heart, feelings, with all my soul,

I saw the goal, I vaguely remembered the problems,

And a trembling peace settled inside me.