Saturday, May 2, 2009

Dream

What does a flower in full bloom leave behind

Let us leave behind and fulfill our destiny

These overwhelming feelings surface again

The surrounding lands seem like distant dreams

The end is the beginnig, but what begginig must end

How many years, how many journeys, this endless dream

The end is the beginnig, but what begins must end

These bewildered lands are the end of the dream.

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