If things under the Sun is faultless,
No one or country needs the medics,
Nor a law for enforcers or twisted justice…
If perfection is alive under the Sun
No man shall read a varying clock
Nor weep when microbes feed.
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Unrest Soul: Imperfection
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She puts you first
I know a goddess In wonderland She hates to rule While her subjects Die of broken hearts And unfulfilled dreams But the realm above Do…
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Tone: The anniversary love
She ease the forces In a cool breeze She brings the light All day and night Praying to the moon Cloud’s stars and sun For…
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The Indian girl
Her hairs are longer Than the River Nile, Her gaze seeds sands With the right mixture And the true purpose To grow a red rose.…
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Sunlights of love
Expunging hate, even with a fight Love is about the shinning light. In flight or fright, it makes wrongs right Not dampening hearts but clouding…
