Donnerstag, 31. Mai 2012

Nothing to me my beloved

In the neighboring garden is the world's skies
The beauty is celebrated, it is danced, laughed -
lived.

In my small garden I
My soul I celebrate
we're dancing in dreams
We laugh all the
What would you
if I did not live
Nothing to me my beloved

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