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Sep 2017
When the last tone disappears
that time you will realise that
all of your pain was an illusion
illusion scattered on all of your senses
illusion so realistic, like a picture
painted by the Renaissance man

When the last tone disappears
a glowing light from your soul
will emerge
You'll be reborn again and again
through the same life,
through the same body
but clothed with different perspective.
Hristy
Written by
Hristy  22/F/Republic of Macedonia
(22/F/Republic of Macedonia)   
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     Jamadhi Verse and ---
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