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Leaves are falling,
the nightingale sings
a sad love song.
The night is calling.
The heart of Universe
burns.
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Into a hell of shadows
over there, some black colors.
Feathers
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Peaces of white gold
above the mountains,
souls.
Dancing
above the dark lakes,
snowflakes.
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A little red flower
some shadows,
towers.
Before the sleep
a song,
Extraordinary.
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Little white clothes
dancing with the wind...
Spleen.
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Irresponsible smiles,
a clow between clowns.
Small minds
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A shadow of a child
inside a nightmare.
Flys.
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A song
Your song is sad,
like a burning piece
of lust.Dust.
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Eyes
Angel eyes
loocking at me from
hell.Paradise.
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Something made
of gold.
Last touch of a lost soul.
The zoo
The little monkeys
are showing the little black fingers.
Lions are resting.
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Shinning far
the golden bay is lightning.
Seagulls are flying.
The mecanic of worlds.
A lifetime
of splendor and words.
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