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When my dreams flourished

I Lost reality

The flowers of love was in mind

The Paradise of god was at hand

I leaned my head over wishs





Now the roads got tired of me

and I got tired of the trip

how can I proceed



You feel happy when  

a smile shine in your head

you shut your thoughts for a reliefe

and close your eyes in order to see

(a drunk man’s thought. Pay no attention)