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Friday, 21 March 2014

The Gushing Fountain

I walked up to the park
To see the reality that was stark
With a beautiful scenery
And a hallucinating perfume

I saw the birds flying in the sky
The sky was reddish white
And the sun was overpowered
By the dark clouds

The sun’s light faded out
It was the reign of
The black king

I saw the ants working
Slowly and steadily
I felt a wave of triumph
I had a way to success
I saw the fountain gushing
I felt a new one gushing
In my heart.

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