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Ghosts and flowers.
My thoughts are dancing around
like the lullaby of a ghost
Flowers of the gardens are in bloom
in my mind the winter is not here
Prophecies are held back
smoothly interfering with reality
And prophets shall survive
like the ghost of another lullaby...
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Saturday, December 02, 2006
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