Posted in My Paradise, My Poems on April 23, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The world, where the mind is brightest
The space, where the voice is perceived sound
The land, when the colourful is valued
The paradise, when the sun is warmest
No shade in the colorful of divergence
No edging under the luminous of brainpower
No break within the deviation of heart
No blur in the amazing of scrutiny
There is a run [...]
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