Take my hand O human child
In flights of fancy, hand in hand we shall fly to another world
For my fairyland is filled with Joy
In flights of fancy, hand in hand we shall fly to another world
For my fairyland is filled with Joy
Away from here and wounded souls
that swirl in sorrow, pain and tears
that swirl in sorrow, pain and tears
Due come with me O human Child
In flights of fancy, hand in hand to my world
where life is sweet
and ruby reds drops are made of cherry blossoms
and never of bitter tears.
~p.najafabadi
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More later. My mind is lost in a low hanging mist right now.
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