when you brake up,
something new, but irresistible,
for the unknown,
that came to be,
for the future past,
meant, but not wanted...
All things new,
even for the destiny,
have new beginnings,
that oath may bless,
for all the future past that might have been...
Sometimes later in the obscure vision,
of the perfect knowledge...
Wish the perfection, honestly hope for the best...
A moment had come...Not to look forward in the past,
But strongly and determined grasp the future...
Because the future is now...
By each breath, that a one had hoped to realize.
I am nothing but e memory, that is yet to blister...
For all the days...of the future past...
Together with the soul that besides you,
dethroned and freed, from its own corruption,
and mind confusion...
For it is yet to be the one that I choose to
touch the heart, beyond the soul and simple logic,
of eternal love despite all things new...
Напомена наместо етикета:
Личното авторство не подразбира и личен идентитет...
Имагинација е сосема доволно за почеток!
Се што следи е само материјализација на субјективната способност за вдахновение на сопствената визија во светот кој не опкружува...
Свет вреден за било кој од нас...
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