Sunday, March 28, 2010

Where Is The Extra Fuel Poptropica

Here comes ... The Sun


Ray rolls out over fields and clouds,
with golden flashes softly laid on stems,
that the cold torpor of this collected
uncertain quiver ...

din of songs, melodic textures
rocked by winds beffan guards and raided
like snakes between clouds and cumulus clouds.


Shine ...


waters broken, pale as a land filled with tears of
of flashes of life ...


radius can be seen there, behind the mountains,
gold edged in black and blue,
smell of burning, the smell of the wind,
hint of cold and unfinished ...


Frost on the grass, crystals, fairy,
tenderly shining for Ray and heated iris
when he pe'i follows the densely wooded mountain
running on wood stains reddish.


Ray warms my cold muscles, tendons and
skin numb. Little by little.


then explode in the fourth,
where you can not. Where you see.
Where do you feel colder, Ray comes to you, bringing comfort,
bringing hope, bringing wisdom,
of a strong sun you have, but do not see.


then gets up and flies higher, and accompanies
brothers on the road opposite.
Bleach cobalt and covers the eyes of the gods unfriendly,
separated from the kingdom that now dominates Types of and secure.


blinding ray of light shines.


so icy and glimmer in the east,
embers of the evening, and burning of the south ...
Light of heart, shining gem of reflection, light
sense of fluting.


So, just as intense as labile,
the sun kisses the earth to awaken in the morning, pale and slow,
struggling to gold colors of the south, and remains
entangled in the mesh of cold white milk west
falls in a blue and hazy ...

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