The city of the dead flowers
Was buried once.
Long time ago.
The city of the different masks
Was founded there.
Now you can go
Through parks and gardens.
You can see
The graveyards
Of the people's souls.
You must wear mask
But you can't live
Since time
You've sold your soul
To us.
Masks
© Copyright: Алексия Летто, 2012
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