Thursday, April 1, 2010

The End


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I would do anything
To live again
Breathe again

No promises
Of golden castles in the air
Of blessings beyond my wildest dreams

No kingdom
Beyond this world
Could ever replace
The taste of the evening air
The smell of the Earth
Your touch
And the love I have for this world

(Ashar, 71)


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