Turn the page
change the book
trade places,
all the same outlook.
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No, never lose hope. Maybe, just maybe there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Another brilliant poem from you, Nika. Loved it
'What if, that complete happiness we all seek is nothing more than an illusion on the run, an eternal game of hide and seek? Always somewhere just out of reach...' may be true. Such a nice poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.