Paradise, you said,
But I know fools are there.
They know not, really
What is life and
How life is full
Of struggle.
I know, in fool's paradise,
Each one is busy
In improving his and her
Images that has no meaning.
They are busy in
The oft-repeated game
That is outdated and they
Spent time in dream land.
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