The throbbing of time
Metamorphose the fields of tears
As pure stone
I live in a home
Built with these stones
No love and dreams
Attack me here
A world of happiness
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A pearl shell is not so attractive but the pearl inside, is precious and gorgeous let break the shell of Jealousy in you .... -
The echoes of memories , splashes and passing; Fueling the momentum to the unknown. the flowing aurora , mesmerize and hyp...
sad and quit... with little pieces of hope... like a thin golden sun ray on a cloudy sky...
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