Time flies by. The years always rotate inadvertently, and things change and the stars move. White clouds and gray dogs, the world is full of vicissitudes. No one can understand anyone. But in fact, everyone is just a point in a long stream of time. Of course, even just a little bit can have a huge amount of light. Because every individual is unique and beautiful. The trajectory of each life is different, and they all have the same moving parts as poetry.
I wrote it myself and hope it will be adopted.