Solution is fond of wasting time
Chasing destiny
But we The Colorful Reality
We sit and make merry
Waiting for chance to come
Hoping vanity does not delay him
On the green grass we sit
The weeds are companions
Together, we own the fields
We receive in ourselves
Revelations, and keys
To doors never before opened
If I tell you what I see,
Will you ever believe?
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THE SECRET OPERA HOUSE
PoetryTHE SECRET OPERA HOUSE is a poetry collection of meditative thoughts and simple rhymes; there are very long poems, short poems, dramatic poetry for drama or performance poetry, and free style essays. The poems all have either christian or romantic t...
