Two blooming buds
Nodding their heads in the garden of joy,
No burdens them aren't yet to employ
Here only my busy days
Never let me go behold
That amazing amaze,
Where love wants to assimilate
and the color of souls
Imbue the hearts of desire.
I know their story will be great,
And yet much more to be foretold.
Here those beautiful blooming buds
are enough to increase my desire,
When, suavity can easilly be perceived,
Those beautiful eyes you only glare.
Penury exists in the kingdom of fallacy and hate.
Oh what a beautiful fate!
I seek, I just seek...
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