Giant's Poem
The body is just a dress of your soul and the world is a picture of time.
You can't find yourself even you go all over the world,
because the temple of the soul is in a garden beyond time.
Those smiles of the prehistoric giants are in a bright mirror of the quiet spirit
and the interstellar words are giant's poem.
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