red and brown
Something deep is hiding - trying to cover up by dreaming on, by covering it up with many things of this world (material things, laughters, friends,fun - according to his definition) then he realise life is not a bed of roses after all. In fact they were sometimes surrounded by thorns with only afew roses blooming. Once every year to enjoy the redness the roses givess, to brighten up the place that's filled with only brown or dark brown thorns.If one is not careful he might fall into the trap, looking only at the picture filled with thorns and forget there are roses around though it is for him to find.
He's back to earth again
posted by memories @ 9:50 PM
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