
GALLOPING HIGH, IT’S A WARRIOR S PRIDE….AN UNCHANGING PATRIOTISM….
A TRUE LOVERS SOUL, PIERCING THE WALLS OF HATRED AND THE VICIOUS SOCIETY…..
IT COMES WITH AN INK AGAINST THE DOGMATISM …STANDING TALL AGAINST THE DARK….
A LAND WHERE ALL COLORS ARE THE SAME… WHERE TRUTH IS THE SPEECH...
THE PEACEFUL ISOLATION BURIED IN THE MOUNTAINS AND IN THE SOUL OF A NOBLEMAN….
IN PALACE UPON THE HILLS, IN THE HUT DOWN THE VALLEY…THE BEAUTY EXISTS UNSEEN….
THE BROOK IN THE INFINITE DESERT, THE STARS ABOVE THE LOST OCEAN….
A WEARY TRAVELERS SOUL DRENCHED WITH THE PEERLESS HYMN OF NIGHT ANGLE IN SOME FAR NO MEN'S LAND….
THE TIMELESS TEAR OF AN ORPHAN….GAZING AT THE SKY….WHERE CLOUDS ARE MOTHERS…
THE NOSTALGIC SMELL BRUSTING OUT OF EARTH IN RAIN….. IN RAIN LIKE A WIZARD, NATURE ENGULFSTHE LAND WITH ITS NAMELESS GRACE……
THE NOBLE SOUL BURIED DEEP WITHIN HUMAN CHEST…..YE THE INFINITE COMPASSION….THE FEARLESS SPIRIT…..
OUTSET SMILE OF A FRESH SOUL…. THE BOUNDLESS ECSTACY TO THE MOTHERS EYE……. THE NAKED INTUITIVE, BLESSED WITH PURITY…..THE TRANSCENDENT …THE ETERNAL BURIED IN ETERNITY……….

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