These dreams alive beyond the judgments,
Despite the voice that talks against,
Its sweety flame breaks me to fragments,
Sanity holds, but heart's not faint'st.
It's such a long way to the moment,
This one is shining like a star,
Which thus in no case can be own'd,
Which sends its glory, but so far.
I take a step, but nothing happens:
It's still so far and still tempts me,
Alike the Edam's slavy apples,
Doesn't let my soul be free.
@ 2006-03-30 00:23
Asian Insanity
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