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Behind the scenes
Is this your face?
Decorate that garden?
Is this your fragrance?
That drives the garden crazy?
Is this your soul?
That's this little fountain
River or wine?
Hundreds of thousands of people are looking for you
And dies in this garden
But you are hiding behind the scenes.
But they do not have this pain
Those who come become lovers.
Then you are easily found
You stay in this air
And in the river of wine.
such a awesome poem indeed. thank you for a awesome poem.... keep it up