Years are flowing like a river
in the spell of time.
In these, I grow relentlessly,
hunting for felicity
and facing pain and misery
as a way of destiny
to find the magical place
called paradise.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

Years are flowing like a river
in the spell of time.
In these, I grow relentlessly,
hunting for felicity
and facing pain and misery
as a way of destiny
to find the magical place
called paradise.
©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou

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