The world can accommodate up to darkness, rain wet water.
Serene peace without haste. The summer of longing
summer night mist, love, lust moisture.
Here in the darkness I can see everything better,
when the sun is not too much to dazzle of this world.
Are today's rays away, is the world now gnomes March.
I leave it ajar window, it is a refuge for small
days of the beam to come inside the room.
Its numb a small body wrapped woolen.
I'll make a steaming hot chamomile tea.
I feel in the midst of the darkness that my wings are
Strong in the air will raise a good carrying capacity.
These days of darkness, convenient embedding hidden love.
They give us a lot of pleasure, if you are able to take
the veil of darkness edge. Even then, may
to dream, to be wild like a wild wine, you can be realistic
or drown in my dreams. It melancholy can be a quagmire,
if you do not you come to my boardwalks creates.
My grief, it may burst into bloom the most beautiful;
to change into words the song, the darkest Finland.
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