How much we would like to say.

How little we say in reality.

How often we are afraid

And hide our souls in vanity.

How seldom we speak with each other

Because we are always in a hurry.

We make just a short breather

Thinking of our own worries.

How little we give the warmth

To those who badly need it,

Thinking of our own life storms

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