Family - only your real wealth.




I saw the sun people!
But their life, the right not a gift!
In bad weather, we will be warmer,
They last, give candle.
The heat of his soul, discreet,
But it is very bright and large!
And not for anything, but simply,
Given a storm us peace.
Shut us from the lies and poison,
Their eyes light up good!
Inhaling, our share of the stench,
About us take care of then.
They go through life with us,
Like angels soar!
And we, soulless words,
We beat them sick! They are silent













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