I will post here poems that I write on my own in different languages: english, hungarian and russian

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Thursday, 17 October 2013

Your choice.

You know, it's time for you to go.
Stand up, dust off your clothes.
It is impossible to move-
But you must reach your hopes.

It is your choice today- to live.
To fight, fall- then stand up all time.
There is a power in your will;
Your life is in its prime.

There will be clouds anyway,
Sometimes you will be lost.
But guiding star- it's in your heart.
Behind you- only frost.

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