BiyaX
Yearling
Unfortunately, 24 hours a day are not enough for my activities. I'm having a time problem. So I have to terminate my shares on this platform. Hope to be together on this platform again as soon as possible, goodbye and good luck.
As a skin cancer patient, I say:
If it's time to anchor the ship of life, it's time
A ship to the unknown departs from this port.
The road takes silently as if it had no passengers;
Neither a handkerchief nor an arm does not shake on that take off.
Those who stay at the quay are sad from this trip,
He stares at the black horizon for days, his eyes moist,
Desperate hearts! This is neither the last ship that goes!
Nor is this the last mourning of a life of anger.
The loved and loved in the world waits in vain;
He does not know that the lovers who are gone will not return.
Every one of the many gone is happy from his place,
Many years have passed; there is no returning from the expedition.
As a skin cancer patient, I say:
If it's time to anchor the ship of life, it's time
A ship to the unknown departs from this port.
The road takes silently as if it had no passengers;
Neither a handkerchief nor an arm does not shake on that take off.
Those who stay at the quay are sad from this trip,
He stares at the black horizon for days, his eyes moist,
Desperate hearts! This is neither the last ship that goes!
Nor is this the last mourning of a life of anger.
The loved and loved in the world waits in vain;
He does not know that the lovers who are gone will not return.
Every one of the many gone is happy from his place,
Many years have passed; there is no returning from the expedition.
