My father told me once when he saw me struggling on last day of year:

“What  you did not accomplish through the year, you will not make it also  on the last day.”

I think I have been grown from that time.

On the end  my atoms will be absorbed in few cubic squares of ground.

Or maybe they will float with current in the sea.

But before that I will live in trusting in what I am doing.

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