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Behind my eyes lies a beautiful world; beyond my thoughts, stays the truth, blindfolded with my tears and fears.
Below my window, I see a garden, maybe once present in the days of Eden.
In the puddle, my dreams get mixed up, and my dreams just go with the weed, unheard and unseen.
The echoing sound of the chirping, and I was fortunate enough to give a loud burp.
The rainbow felt jealous of the colors of the flowers, but I was sure that I deserve this beautiful serenity.
I thought for a second, what if the world would look without wars and anger and no feelings?
Then I remembered the Satan stood not at the entrance door but just the back window.
THE ROSE WRITER
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Below my window, I see a garden, maybe once present in the days of Eden.
In the puddle, my dreams get mixed up, and my dreams just go with the weed, unheard and unseen.
The echoing sound of the chirping, and I was fortunate enough to give a loud burp.
The rainbow felt jealous of the colors of the flowers, but I was sure that I deserve this beautiful serenity.
I thought for a second, what if the world would look without wars and anger and no feelings?
Then I remembered the Satan stood not at the entrance door but just the back window.
THE ROSE WRITER
© All Rights Reserved
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