Atheist Way

Long ago where dreams become reality. Your mind can only fathom what it can comprehend. A corpse was glittered in Gold.That gained wings like a faerie.With translucent marvels of colors man could not see with a naked eye. This soul was not without perfections. An rewards where to be given. Time holds still for the hands of placement. and bubbled in her space it was only but a day in real time. This is her story. 

Love was it's nature learning was its course. Tears of emotion to see its just a dream but real is life. The bubble framed by the flute of a angel.

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