Monday, 27 April 2015

Our just our paradise

Our just our paradise

Many many miles away
we will meet at moor in our way
will not think any lesson
must possess light in bosom

where time is dead
mind has nothing to made
there awaits no decorated bed
whole world our bridal bed

must listen unheard melodies
must see the eternal comedies
must change tragedies their clad before our paradise
cause they are for our just our paradise! 

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