Saturday, October 28, 2017

The Fall



The earth dances in the tune of a silent sky.

The breeze starts to silence into deep slumber.

Earth starts to fall into the deep coal.

Mountains begin to dance to the tune of breaking dawn.

Oceans start to rice into a rapid speed.

The water covers an entire hollow of void.

Hide the darkest and farthest boiling point into the ground.

Where water flow out of its path.

Tune the sound of silent flames.

A flame without a fire,

A fire cannot be burn.

Where an entire face of a land sprinkle a silence tear.

Cover the entire surface.

Live only rapid flood of pilled trash.

Flood the entire earth silently.

And the sun soon rises up into the deep silent ocean of fall.

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Jr.

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