The Krav Maga soul s garden

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Slowly, things went slowly
in my Soul's Garden
love was all I needed.
But it's not in the same form I wanted,
my flowers are not yellow,
and it's reflecting it to my heart.
What am I looking for?
Romanticism comes and goes.
Is it the one?
Sometimes I want to cut the grass,
burn all the smart life that's living inside
my Soul's Garden,
it is in trouble,
and it's turning me mad.
Which is my end?
How, where and when?
Romanticism is coming again.

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