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Sitting in this dark room, with my eyes closed I feel a world, the feeling is so lively, so beguiling, as this world slowly unfolds Its a world where people don’t talk, but sing Where people don’t walk but hop Where people don’t fight for the spotlight Where people greet each other with ringa-ringa-roses Where bruises are cured by gentle fondles, Where people cry laughing, Where everybody is a proven man, Where everybody is a lovely woman, Where nobody fights with his own friend trying to win over him in his fight for the first Where ego is only as real as satan, Where god is seen and felt in every human being Where money is just a piece of paper Where religion is music and dance Where peace is filled in air and is felt in every breath Where strangers dance and sing together, Where heart breaks are as sinful as ****** Where school is a place to learn what is life about Where the teacher teaches how to live it fully Where we are one with the universe and universe is one with us Where one is no different from two and two is no different from three And zero is as high as one-not-four
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC
Don't talk but Sing
Sitting in this dark room, with my eyes closed I feel a world, the feeling is so lively, so beguiling, as this world slowly unfolds Its a world where people don’t talk, but sing Where people don’t walk but hop Where people don’t fight for the spotlight Where people greet each other with ringa-ringa-roses Where bruises are cured by gentle fondles, Where people cry laughing, Where everybody is a proven man, Where everybody is a lovely woman, Where nobody fights with his own friend trying to win over him in his fight for the first Where ego is only as real as satan, Where god is seen and felt in every human being Where money is just a piece of paper Where religion is music and dance Where peace is filled in air and is felt in every breath Where strangers dance and sing together, Where heart breaks are as sinful as ****** Where school is a place to learn what is life about Where the teacher teaches how to live it fully Where we are one with the universe and universe is one with us Where one is no different from two and two is no different from three And zero is as high as one-not-four
chetan-bhati
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Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC
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