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Invisible fire,
burning within my soul,
leading all my paces,
highlighting my goals.
Are you just a reflection of the sun above
which gives ..
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Like a lazy voice in the night,
will be my life
as either a whisper or a sigh
I’ll survive,
solemn or tender and quiet, dreaming but read..
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One autumn evening,a tea house ...To get there, a stone path off-center,catching my eye and my tired feet.
I tread down a stone,time passes…I ..
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Soft morning breezecontinuing its path,near a shorelineand whipping my face ...
Tropic warm rains,falling thick and abundant,gorging my exotic rootst..
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AS JINNS AND SIRENSAs jinns haunting many places around the world,with my bewitching powers,I’ll wrap you in my round.As captivating sirens with..
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Cherry blossoms in a spring sky,aerial, unreal, admiring itself in the pond,sensitive to the least breeze, despite a heavy trunk,vibrant as an aura de..
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My roots grew out of the downpour of the rain
and the wound of a red land during a thundery weather…
Attracted by the waves’ smooth car..
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Transparent rockfragile and sharp,I do not fed that dream and like to stroll on the shore.When the sea is roughand becomes bluish tint,I adorned with ..
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