He jumps here
He jumps there
He is the wonderful creation of GOD
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Blood that blot
But the sweat never speak
Thorn may hurt
But the whisper holds its ache
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Day that started with first cry
Someone hold as to smash the vagueness
On the journey there feel some anonymous glee
So as to start the pert she holds it as her breathe
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Muddy land that borders by the sky
Flood that lulls and some frame those trenches
Arable land that buds new life
A long view that stretches to thee
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A golden sheaf that she knead
In silence talk to dreams
Solitude that lift her
The dreams that take to heights
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Still a mystery Unexplored
Definitely it matches to next
A necessity of nature
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Eager for that journey in conquest
For that stage mind rejoices
Though it for a short juncture
Mind and body that equipped
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Sky is a horizon
A hallucination that pervert
A vestibule that mirage
Arrival that fumigate
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Being In a pensive mood
I stretched my eyes to the pond side
On that long array I wide my eyes in wonder
It's a hue of lotuses
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That summer was so fanatic
Lane the strokes all around
In that futile waves a stoop arise
Holy sprout from some side
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