The moon........instant of creation,the most beautiful of all powers.
"I will not disturb thee"'
Silent wishes run toward the light almost dissolved by doubt, prepared to face the idiots laughter.
Alone in the garden, the ugly recedes into a deep sleep.
The flowers have died around the Strange Empire.
Noone can climb the walls of time.
Just wandering the empty fields , asleep through these insane hours.
Only small traces of lunacy are left.
An unconscious wish rebels melting the stones of wonder.
Frozen moments dance around the fire as the wild storm echoes through the forest of torture.
Thoughts stand still.............
...............WITHOUT A SMILE...........
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