the month of they say a moment
of the sweetest taste of heaven
of a colored world of the heart of gold
of the infinite joy that never grows old
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A golden plum, fell on the cloudy garden
without grass just a shine, are we in heaven?
With true faith, for who crown it in heart
time move endlessly as old cursed to be eternal young
sweet in heart but pain has no part to live around
Beautiful write you did glad see you again this time_Unwritten Soul
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A golden plum, fell on the cloudy garden without grass just a shine, are we in heaven? With true faith, for who crown it in heart time move endlessly as old cursed to be eternal young sweet in heart but pain has no part to live around Beautiful write you did glad see you again this time_Unwritten Soul