In a thousand beautiful colours

inathousandbeautifulcolors

IN A THOUSAND BEAUTIFUL COLORS

In a thousand beautiful colours seems horror to look upon the desolation,
makes his appearance and again is buried.
Dark fog the forerunner.
Severe, cold, the moon, continues all night long,
to spread silver, a ray.
Her traces circle in azure vault,
of heaven, along which, from time to time, dart.

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