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Mar 2015
little precious thoughts of mine...
spreading the joy and let them shine...
into the darkness of my mind...
whispering love that must be find...
delicious, mysterious and often so kind...
that I'm imagining myself so blind...
I've spend my night thinking of nothing...
I've never trusted my deepest enlightening...
So what's to come it's yet to know...
Forever dreaming when I'm alone...
Feeling the smoothness of music and colors....
Painting my sky with remarkable shadows...
I listen my thoughts and I'm really scared...
Of what do I must be prepared...
I leave myself blowing with the smell of the roses...
Flying by the coldest wind on tallest voices...
I spend my life corrupting the future...
With smiley faces my mirror can't nurture...
I close my eyes and breath the splendor...
I left in the grass my glorious mentor...
And now...
I see!
22.10.2013
Mirela S
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Mirela S  Bucharest, Romania
(Bucharest, Romania)   
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