quarta-feira, 4 de abril de 2018

love you that is always sincere with me you are true made the morning rain that always comes for us to water!

the pebbles and peach trees of the flowering mountains the serene soft morning brought in my heart a precious and lasting hope the white roses of the desert was no longer invisible to my eyes the birds were the guardians of the forest the foam in the rivers left by the strong drops rain was the castles of frogs herons and mallards of water the sun comes to brighten my day with a great peace is so greedy the color of the rainbow and the tranquility that exists in this place the flowers camellias jasmine is evident that this place exists he represents the clouds to me it's the most beautiful garden there is Yes, of course one day we will be forever, the sun is true, this garden near the mountains is not only a dream in him, I can extol that my savior exists, he is not only a dream invented by my heart murmured in this garden I see barbarian soldiers fighting for peace they are birds angels flying in

sunshine made a sunflower the darkness of the night the moon and the stars those my friends are verses dreams poems winged birds singing to ease the pain when they are tired trying to cross the thorns of the roses the thorns of them are like swords until the little kisses, flower already hurt in them when kissing this beautiful flower

but the birds are strong like a Persian warrior they are verse that I purely write to bring peace playing a harp always the harpejar here is my haras my place of peace this garden is like an indomitable horse

My heart asked if there is even this garden or it is a dream invented by my thoughts this is an opportunity to be happy the day before yesterday I did not dream today I was happy again

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