Let me give you brightly gems
Which I found in the woods.
And your eyes will be so blind
That you'll can not see your scares.
Tell me, who are you and what
Do you want from our bind?
All my mind is in a mist
I'm so lost and feel no light.
May be you want sweetest fruits?
I can get it from the Heaven,
But you have to know the truth.
There's a serpent inside an apple;
If I'll bring that fruit to you,
It's will be a greatest sin.
And that sin will be our bane,
We'll not see for all the times
Brightly, shining and warm light...
The future is defined by actions
© Copyright: Александр Багдасаров, 2016
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