Escaping The World.
Mysterious world, feeling so cold.
Eyes unseen. My soul is shouting, but no one would hear.
Different people living their dreams - full of illusions and streams.
Walking away, through a dark bay.
Daylight saving is powers, to defeat the darkness of sorrows.
I'm laying and crying my pain.
Breath is ticking, health is creeping.
Running into the Garden, It's so calm that I left my struggle.
Lucid water, no trouble.
Being able to see, My life in this Garden.
No blindness, only happiness.
Stayed thrilled till the end of the time.
Realized that the Garden was really mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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