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Saturday, January 18, 2014

fools' paradise

deep beneath in the eyes of the fierce tiger,
you find a deep sorrow & sad guilt.

in the bravest of the soldiers,
there is also is the kindest being.

rose the king of flowers,
had surrounded it self in pain.

death where is,
is where birth too is.

after being hurt,
also we still hope.

dearth always balances,
abundance of elsewhere.

even amid an ocean,
thirst still prevails.

the happiest of the jokers,
couldn't defy death.

oh poor love,
cruelty shadows over it.



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