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My life-time sparkling constellations
Have passed away in Universe,
And every day bears a creation
Of none colour, taste and force.

And so I dance
Amidst wise stars
And look with inquisitive glance
To find a reason for my scars
In these shiny saint eyes...

After centuries the World seems to be so tame:
The cheerful skies have lost their scent,
The flowers" smell has flown away,
All tints, once bright, turned into flat...

And so I plant
A rose from my bosom
With a song of contemplating heart,
But raging odour of my blossom
Just outshines the World of black-and-white...

And being Here seems to me so pale...
Dying feelings turn me into zombie...
A day in love or night in gale,
Senseless, keep me gobing...

So I live for the theatre of passion,
I dwell for the theatre of pain,
I live, playing the compassion
For, my childhood will never wane...

But my only real feeling is pacification,
Quite calm and peaceful smile
Are my own World"s reflections,
Blinking till I die...


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