The time between the night and morn
I travel beyond the places unknown
The time when sun plans to rise
through places as paradise
the abode of Saint
an Abraham bosom
And happy hunting grounds
filled with summer blossoms
Freesia scent and lavender redolence
Load of happy essance
Magical air with tasty flair
And all imaginary round the way
was the cause I chose to stay
Instead of going back
I let the portal between
the world and the reality to crack..
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