Expect not the sweet and dainty life. Painted in these walls, it's the life hidden far behind clouds, far away from what you and me know as 'life', with darkness pouring over like a fountain and daunting echos, overflowing.
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It's mystical, how flowers are, given to a mother who's born her first, to a young lad who's won a crest And to the arms of a dead man, deep in his rest. Flowers mark our history, till the last of our earthly senses
