Life of colorful spectrums
Saw from the tiny gap of a kaleidoscope.
Fairy tales, fantasies of our wishful thinking
Wrote onto books, for our reading.
Fair tales, stories encrypted
Of truth and false, as they crept to the crypt.
Your eyes see, but you do not behold
Your mind reads, but your thoughts arent told
Your flesh feels, but your instincts fail
Your life lives, like fairy tales of the FAIR TALES.
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