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Jan 2017
Flames so high, so hot
that they turn green
and blue;
I hope darling
I really do
that you realize
that's the way i feel
for you
So much thrive
never ending
quest for the
impeccable
that we do
my love
we do
for the vast and divine world
around us
that gave us life and keeps us
guessing
do not get me wrong darling
i just wanna say;
imperfection
is a wonderful
blessing.
Perhaps, looking at the peak of the mountain can sometimes shroud the very present path only man can walk.
Martin Palatický
Written by
Martin Palatický  28/M/Slovakia
(28/M/Slovakia)   
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