I’ve always wanted a moment to recall the past Joy it may be. Misery it may be. I’ve always dreamt of a golden palace It goes on shining for ever with charming prince and gorgeous princess Then these dreams flicker. Swish- Gone. Dissolve in this solvent of desire Slowly, tenderly, fades away. Emptiness. Lost it in the winds. It flows, like our soul. Motionless and cold. If fire be red, and snow be white If love be red, and plain be white. All we are trying to do is to- Spread some tints of red into our world.
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