Lovers
of history
There
is a thread to learn
How
they survive?
How
they go?
The
love of rainbow
The
eyes of dreams
The
belief into the times
The
fairy tales just romantic
It
has little doses
Of
romance and dream
In
reality as in pursuits
But
don't turn blind
It's
the warm touches
The
softly whisper in the ears
No
matter how busy one is
The
priority of love glow
Don't
be like Romeo and Juliet
Never
find the truth; blindly acted on it
The
lost souls floated away
The
twilight they don't see
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