The Paradise of Love
Silhouette beside the signet ring,
Made a momentum sightseeing.
Slithered in a sluggish way,
To keep the pacifism everyday.
The moment to describe,
The struggles to strive,
The love in darkness which lies,
Makes the silhouette realized.
The paradise of love is,
An olive branch with two doves,
Lost love never dies there,
So the silhouette migrates in search for her everywhere.
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