Eternity
The life often appears as an unclear illusion,
wide and endless like an unending ocean,
the reality is often frightful,
that`s why we run,
escape,
in the jasmine and tulip gardens
of the imaginary life.
The life often scares us with its unending depths,
eternal moments that last forever,
like the aroma of red roses,
that bring the ecstasy of loneliness
without boredom,
of figment breathed in daily existence.
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