abundance terrains are untouched,
grow some emotion to discover the
beauty of nature, the esplanade of
life is incomplete, we did not yet -
reached to final stroke to make
the dream live, every moment has
its own story, how to convert them
into the realism, the strange colors
of twilight says me, life is beautiful
embrace the night just in your arms,
dip the brush into the moonlight
to make the shades, dilute agonies,
tuber roses had provided the aroma
just fill the unfinished sketches inner
the heart, let give some space in the
life for some one, who loves you -
so much --------
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