Reversing it Foward
the colours of fruit and abandoned trees
it's screaming of joy, which i can't release
I think i'm red in the glow of my thought
he frees the doves who he once had caught.
i take his hand, we run to the field
but infront of his heart he built him a shield
Spring rocks me to sleep in her gentle lap
I saw the truth, she showed me the map.
[peaks rohkem (rohelisena) luuletama jne]
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