The blue
Eyes full of hues and sunshine
The sad
Mouth full of longing'n' desires
The puppets of the characters took out of fables
The are making endless seas
The eye, nothing but a soulless shape
When the world and the universe are lying open
The night and black the opposition for day and white
Good and evil
Thousands of colours like the sounds
Are flying up to the drew out hands
The dream, the spasm, the desire
Eternal target, motivation for a life
The black of curtain ending the play
The weight of dead man eye-lids
Limits of existence and perfection
Where the truth, where the flowers
Where is the smell of thousands of flowers
Paradise
The landscape of paradise
The landscape of life
The landscape of sadness
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