Ks. Jan Twardowski - Hurry up

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Let us hurry to love people, so quickly away
These are the shoes and phone deaf
just what matter drags on like a cow
most importantly so swift that it suddenly becomes
then silence so quite unbearable normal
as the purity of the easiest born of desperation
when we think of someone becoming without him

Do not be sure that the time you have, because the uncertain security
It takes us sensibility like any luck
It comes at the same time as pathos and humor
like two passions still weaker than one
as soon as thrush stocks go silent in July
as sound a little awkward or as a dry nod
to see really close their eyes
although a higher risk of being born and do not die
love is still too little and always too late

Do not write about it too often, but write once and for all
and you'll be as gentle and powerful dolphin

Let us hurry to love people so quickly away
and those who do not leave not always return
and you never know speaking of love
if the first is last and the last first