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deep perspectives in description of nature
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Green was the milk
I drank in the night,
that surrounds my whole body
from leaves till fore sight
Stones are just crushing
by wind from the sand
cause time like a tack
is dying in hand
Veins are just parts from guitar
that loses its sounds
not here, not far
Red were the streets
that swallowed my thirst
blue was my eye
when stars from the sky
for ages are dead
White was the paper
from where they seek birth
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