Emranor Reja Poems

Once
Once it was
It was an incredible journey for the man
Man goes on the train
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Everything is possible for the possible heart.

My dear!
Yes, my dear! !
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I float in your mind
A floating I in your mind
I am alive
Easy-peasy— I am getting mine
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Heard that man lives on hope. Found that hope is the bridge of man onto the walk of time. Time is a country where everything born not to ready to die. System of generating one after one, before after last.
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Fire is born to burn
But
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Child is just my native mate. But why is totally unknown to me. Either Aleksandr or Socrates is below simple in the child kingdom. Intention is their indeed zone. Bowing head is absent in the child syllabus. This topic charmed me very much.
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Butterfly is so soft between the Sundo-desire, the county of Hijol fair
Eye star is guard on-round the night star
Gust comes and goes onto the sheen mole
Hope whistles when the month is hot with Helen
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Am alive within the hope
Gabbling is the earth food, notion mood
Old earth will be gone over destruction
There will be nothing to cite, nothing to watch
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No one allows the love
to come and go here and there
What a more than glorious marvelous
An eye has love in blind onto wine
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I surely am opening the fleshly door
I am in youth to flip the door again more
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