Words are few; but I’ll tell.
Nothing is new; for this merchant to sell.
Dreams are my passion; “they seem obvious.”
Distributing some of my mansion; for among those who threads ever so cautious.
A million things are for me; within the space of this earth.
Please have them from me; just sit next to my berth.
And be my friend till eternity fades into the deep voids...
Understand from the eternal drops,
Not to cry and shed your tears.
For who has gone and left you was never yours,
For you were alone, since you were born,
And will always be, till you find the one.
Those you illusion to be together,
Were never there with you.
For the clouds come and the rain,
And move on ahead until they are gone.
Many more come along and the rain,
Soaking you in the eternal joy,
Reconstructing you to relief,
Making you rise again and rejoice.
This is life, a comprehension
From where you are to comprehend.
You are alone from your birth,
till you sink into the soft captivity of reciprocated love.
Nothing is new; for this merchant to sell.
Dreams are my passion; “they seem obvious.”
Distributing some of my mansion; for among those who threads ever so cautious.
A million things are for me; within the space of this earth.
Please have them from me; just sit next to my berth.
And be my friend till eternity fades into the deep voids...
Understand from the eternal drops,
Not to cry and shed your tears.
For who has gone and left you was never yours,
For you were alone, since you were born,
And will always be, till you find the one.
Those you illusion to be together,
Were never there with you.
For the clouds come and the rain,
And move on ahead until they are gone.
Many more come along and the rain,
Soaking you in the eternal joy,
Reconstructing you to relief,
Making you rise again and rejoice.
This is life, a comprehension
From where you are to comprehend.
You are alone from your birth,
till you sink into the soft captivity of reciprocated love.
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