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February 2021 - Year 23 - Issue 1

ISSN 1755-9715

Wondrous Room

 All light has left the wondrous room

The night has painted some stars in gloom


For us has done some dreamy work

It’s you and me in a perfect world


Vinci, brushed a spotless Moon

Sunrise her eyes, her cheeks of wool


Lips red, bit pale like a sunset

Rosy hair like rain deer,

On earth not far, the heaven’s near


Let’s sing some songs, with souls inborn

And dance, enhance the blood that rusts


We have that wine, could lost sometimes


In conscious unconscious, the breaths show signs


Nor dark nor death can break the Divine.


In end.

Buried seed in dead soil –

Arose with a rose; with colors of your eyes !

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