Posted by Hazel Dream on 5:35 PM

Now that the Prophet have crossed the dark valley
He realized that Love is ethereal as Hope
Like ashen Clouds, Lost in eternity of blue

Found in insincere Perception

Now that the Prophet has the glimpse of sea
He realized that Love is fragile like existence
Like a Gypsy wave fated to extinct on the grey shore

reborn for Perpetuity of Existence



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