Have you been into another world

Where from nothing, comes another fold

The fold of being appears as it could…

Would there be a feeling such this yet untold?

Have you been into a dream of smoke and air

Where from nowhere, exists a man that’s so rare

The blew of air danced with his clothes so plain

Plain as he might, but in that dreams I knew him!

Have you been into another instance

Where somewhere, out there awaits an open arms

And at a gleam, you’re certain of a stranger

He’s there hanging even on the dump side of your life.

Have you been alone into your wildest dream

Where nothing in you is able to be seen

And when you look around, a mirror is there

At your touch, it’s broken… now lies your many self!

Have you been there into your deepest mood

That’s when you close your eyes, you can’t feel your heart

Then, when you look around there’s an empty box

Which never closes after it was turned it up.

Have you been there in the world of love

Where a stranger you see… not the one you love

Where a mirror is there… instead of your self

Where an empty box is found… why not your heart?

—- Teardrops —-

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