The gallery of dreams
Livores mortis
Water falls, rain cover base of thoughts
Walk through cold day…
Walk through cold day…
In lake colours
I draw visins of night
In Gallery of dreams,
Where time is stopped.
I stop to count enernal dimensions,
Dimensions without borders
In lake colours
I draw visins of night
In Gallery of dreams,
Where time is stopped.
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