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Green roots of the limbs out-spoke the riddle.
Red massages grew in the form of a mouth, grazing slightly within the mind of an eagle, flying in the right direction. Tree leafs wait in turn for a truth that yearning doesn’t always seem to understand. The day when thunder is perfect is never appearing unless a rainbow comes first with love, light and wisdom. The world over is underestimated by the power of love.
What are the birds saying with their light airy wings of forecasting rays?
Where does the night go when they hunt for freedom underneath their envelope of fear, engulfing every strand of water with strained remorse? Trying to release their rage with the thunder of fiery eyes, their minds galloped into a deserted island. Feasted upon them grew strong children grazing silently…
Engulfing Fear. Waters edge sinks beneath the surface, crying out without hate, but with such sorrow, that pain is no longer real. Confusion sets in to wait for eternity, rinsing the light out with pure thoughts of renewal from shadows gone awry.
