Malik ... there is no

Life exceeds us like the air, the years of life by missing between sadness, fear, anxiety and problems.Bandour on the people who tire us and hurt us .. And we will be torn in them and we will sell our keys to sell and buy in us, float us and steal our ageAnd we convince ourselves that we are not able to live without them ...To break this round and get out of it, I want new ideas that you will not ...