a garden wild, yet warm and delightful:
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a paradise of comforting peace.
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sound and clear, a gentle touching atmosphere.
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an open air, serene and refreshing;
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and nature pure as it was created.
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sound and clear, a gentle touching atmoshpere.
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sedative ringing sounds surprise the sole intruding man.
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he, who's used to the noise of lies,
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and often changing stands;
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the sacrifice of brother's hand, deceit with dubious plans.
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a world that has gone to extremes and has failed.
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people surround me, peacefully, I can tell.
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I see in wonder, how our links and bonds fit well.
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their voices sing colourful and true;
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an honesty I have never used.
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ambiguity never does appear;
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and barriers of speech are not feared.
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harmonious singing - celestial bells I hear.
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from all these people I have nothing to fear.
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their voices sing colourful and true;
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an honesty I have never used.
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ambiguity never does appear;
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and barriers of speech are not feared.
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sedative ringing sounds surprise the sole intruding man.
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he, who's used to the noise of lies,
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and often changing stands;
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the sacrifice of brother's hand, deceit with dubious plans.
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a world that has gone to extremes and has failed.
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Behind The Walls Of Imagination
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| Eloy |
