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Love

I lived in my own beautiful world
In the reality-proof fascinating land
Blossoming gardens of tales untold -
I let nobody trespass it and amend.

One day I was lost into the woods of sorrow
And soon I heard enchanting sounds.
His charming voice I had to follow…
It led me far beyond the bounds.

And lovely chaos came into my mind
For unknown guest tried to fathom my soul.
With songs so sweet and words so kind
I drank a cup of love, I drank the fiery bowl.

My world are crashed, the gardens desolate
But I’ve no wish to rebuild its walls.
Reality is now my mysterious fate:
In the distance its bell already tolls.

13 May 2005

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