For
a while
A
moon among countless stars
Makes
the world beautiful.
There
is blueness in the brightness of the wire,
So
the story is never true.
It
does not have a place in the pages of history.
The
world is decorated with all the blue of the sky,
I
took the responsibility from myself.
I
can smell the air,
The
heart is the joy of the sea.
There
are a bunch of flowers on the back,
Bhramar
does not take honey - it is wrong.
Ants
come to the camels,
They
move, however, ignited.
I
wrote the name on the page of the heart,
Everything
is matched in that distant auction.
Every
day, I look forward to it,
For
a while, you were in a trance.
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