Garry Potter against Dark Weider), by Dimitryet Subscribe to rss feed for Dimitryet

I am among, this is a middle school of western world,
Right now, between the very high towers,
Like a little building in New York kissed in the streets
around,
I am alone in savage jungle of the dinosaurs, wove,
The stalker for the green card such a key of door,
The asking for the paradise lost, night and day and more,
The way in wilderness without water in sorrow,
But finally i don't need this leaf of fig on my name in
passport,
I am not here for collaborate, my friends, you know,
Like a butterfly attracted by the statue on Hudson,
Seduction with some laser glow or maybe crowd,
It is spatial station on the moon above,
Scanning of Solaris by the Higgs bosons,
Child too lilac in her blue bosom,
Are you Delilah or Freedom?,
Virtue or the idol from occult bottom?,
People who decide the sense to put inside: Council's Crown
or golden cow,
Dame Solomon's Wisdom or alien queen on occidental throne,
Two signs beside are USA and Europe,
Twain wines are mysterious hope and too cynical Sodom,
With two rainbows in shine and dogs and doves or crows,
In the sky a couple of so red dragons in fight, one down,

Destiny, the pride of eastern blood - it is new game now,

The strategy of Robin Wood or Ivanhoe knight is the
commandment from Lord.
Posted: 2014-04-23 14:13:27 UTC

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