Await the metaphors in solitude
There it project as dreams
All the paves filled its rays
That embarked the system unknown
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Yes the real metaphor is in eyes that wet eyes in longing..........very well composed..... Salini
The metaphor of truth is a mystery, but when we think in solitude, thoughts come from heaven, but often these thoughts are blended by our beliefs, our centuries old customs and traditions.