In the deep of the golden ocean rests the mermaid wanting to follow sun rays. Fishes going and coming as the stars move like atoms. Far, far away a sound wakes up the dreamer... The black holes in the eyes of fantasy lovers make questions everyday. The windows have become bigger and the emerald camp greener: there's no space for another color, no space for black and white.
Two golden rings rests in the deep of memory: a woman looking infinite landscapes. Imaginary memories are the way to feed her hurt soul... A horse life trying to be bird. To run, to run so fast that people are allowed to smell the traces of a somnolient past. Black tea represents the spirit of an eternal sunshine in the middle of life.
I'm sorry, I know my English is not the best...
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However I think your English is quite a good one. And the story as beautiful as the seven seas and all the deserts together!!!
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