Streets are devastated by social media and I just wanted to be happy. But modal time seems that take challenge difficult. Least we need to know that streets are in good solid time long time ago and memory we do not need to erase. We need just to be people like we are. People change every miliseconds, so we need to understand that streets are just childhood memory.

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My tracks are long gone.

I'm still breathing, I'm still wandering

To the world to wipe out a part of the war

Because I have nothing to look for here.

Where I am

I know the weather is wrong with me.

But every day I try

Let me not forget my memories.

Because every day is happiness for me.

If I remember where I came from

And I know that my paths lead

Me just to the endless trail

Because my adventures that I remember

I am still persistent every moment.

When I have someone with me

I know the times are very bad.

But I only hope to purr

Through space and the small dimensions of life

I will not forget those good people.

Ready to hug me tight

I know that the meaning of life is

The one when I beat someone

If only I had a few areas

It will be easier again.

At least hopefully someone stands

The streets are deserted as time goes on.

And nothing is as it used to be.

Because of the fast era, the phone and social hatred

I look at the downfall of my generation

But time is not going as I imagined

It doesn't go the way I dream and ask

Because destiny is difficult and fragile

Like sharp glass crossed with bare hands!

By Maid Corbic

From: Bosnia and Herzegovina

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