I saw the sun over the tree of destiny
While I was playing with a rose flower
Counting the seconds to see the moon
Waiting for the murder of gloom
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Hey Ellias, the man who found yourself seeing inside the waters cup. Just like The Phytia in her reverie.
when a dream seems reality and reality seems nothing but a dream and the tree of destiny cut for a fools table top, this was an interesting piece in need nicely done