There is dreamer. One got up, he tried to anysis the dream. Every time he failed, he kepp his own mind.
Lie beyond the mrrow
See the soul
With pen on hand
Telling all things out
After thousand years seems like the writer wins
As the statue of the architecture subjet stand still
Telling what languist and prove the writer words vivid.
An Evil wishes there is a crush, indeed it is happened.
Then with the wall ther which once stands for them
Cry
again and again.
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