Who is there in the air and
I discover life here all good and all fair.
All love
And all truth,
For me and
For you.
Love is an investment of time,
And time, itself know not
How to go and how to come
And to whom to
We would welcome.
For you life,
The colourful sky cry
In hot summer noon fry.
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