Floating life and changing times
I've lost myself in countless disturbances
Lose and seek perfection
Where to escape from the storm
Countless departures for forced
Throw away the fate of troubled times
Forget the happy episode
Only distress remains
Many poems in troubled times
There is sadness in it
It's hard to get what you want when you're wandering in the sea of people
Often complain about the times, like the angry sea
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