While Nuisance waltzes nobody gaze
Only the tawny falling leaves harmony with
As they follow the sign of springing
As they brush the nature like Gogh
Sometimes the strings of guitar twang
Amid in this awkward surrounding
Old violine of negligence comes to mind
With the dashing stroke of Vincent
One life is just a stroke
Under the shadows of apparitions
Yet they form their forms in the dream
Though the chance of over stroke still remains
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