Tuesday, July 10, 2007

The Lightest Dream Matt Mousse

vain attempt to clarify the poetic legend ...

These temples and these weapons are those that avoid diluting the legend populated with food and stars of the past, steeped as it is and forgotten sounds of stones as an elf annihilated in the desert by the spears of the night .
living legend who wants to present the day to worship the nerves and thus converting the last sentence of the convicted in affirmation and anxiety, body and immensity.
He who reads the holy book includes the testimony to be delivered under the confines of thirst and that lights up with a gasp of pearls in the depth of the eighth dream. This delay for himself all perfumes and all efforts, the need for birth of things is a time when the white song swells in the woods designed, where the smoke and dusk corroborates his shadow outstrips the stars.
One who flees through the branches will ever know to attribute its desert steels his temple hidden in shame to succumb to the heavy fire of peace.
And is that the phrase naked eye is moved by the fleeting dream of working as a great legend. Small

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