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Into the valley of unicorns, with innumerable horns protruding, a plethora of dazzling white mass roams the grassland,so pure,so innocent, the abode of dragons,the red-winged beauty concentrating their breath on a cave high above the snow covered mountain, and beyond it’s fiery veil rises the freedom of a thousand phoenix which soar high above the violet sky. O my beautiful mind,to whom do you really belong? you surpass all my narrow visions and bring me to this paradise,I get lost. In the ocean of pearls and diamonds glittering in the sunlight,my torn and tattered body of Desire submerges- like a salt-doll,my docile materialistic Self who came to measure its depth,dissolves, I cry with joy. It is then that my Independence breaks the barriers of a century’s history, and my Bliss is cursed with the most horrific beauty.But O my beautiful mind, how do I sustain you? for I am again awake in my bed,left only to savor the token of Freedom that you leave by,I wonder HOW?
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Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
Into the Valley of Unicorns
Into the valley of unicorns, with innumerable horns protruding, a plethora of dazzling white mass roams the grassland,so pure,so innocent, the abode of dragons,the red-winged beauty concentrating their breath on a cave high above the snow covered mountain, and beyond it’s fiery veil rises the freedom of a thousand phoenix which soar high above the violet sky. O my beautiful mind,to whom do you really belong? you surpass all my narrow visions and bring me to this paradise,I get lost. In the ocean of pearls and diamonds glittering in the sunlight,my torn and tattered body of Desire submerges- like a salt-doll,my docile materialistic Self who came to measure its depth,dissolves, I cry with joy. It is then that my Independence breaks the barriers of a century’s history, and my Bliss is cursed with the most horrific beauty.But O my beautiful mind, how do I sustain you? for I am again awake in my bed,left only to savor the token of Freedom that you leave by,I wonder HOW?
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Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 12:43 PM UTC
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