Golden Temple richly sprinkle flecks of dusty tears, disguised clearly. A still heart heavenly lumbers sweetest of dreams, deceivingly ticks . Lovely hush lullaby's, calm infinite currents. Whilst armored trees fall. Surrendering melodies of fragile wings of light, breaking whispers, muffling screams of Monks, interpreted hands mime. Echo's glitter hovering crimsons, lingering soulfully, softly sighs. Movement tresspasses pacing footsteps. Moments fleeting fossil. Legacies promised, faith keeps.
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