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    Halloween

     
    I celebrates halloween in the form of words. once I was in the grave yard, at that moment I was with out go of celerity but in the ego I was with courage. at that time I heard one voice. My heart once with shadow of my own image. but the voice was wave of the river pertaing to science what we achieved is so great. but our own shadow kills our own shadow. Imagination brings our own mind to our own death. In our mind what we see the our own thought it is great view of our own mind. In the grave yard we see the peace. but it is only in the day time but in the night we are afraid with fear. actually our own image brings different figures in our mind. these figures are tremendous they have shapless but when we give figure to ghost rhat is also beautiful, our own mind thinks whatever the best gesture if cerecloth is with georgette how it nice. I picked the georgette in the grave yard. In that georgette I found many true things. my mind with many meanings it has go beyond of world.once I heard, when the soul out go with left of the dead body the out go soul shows the light and it has conversation with other soul meaning is so great and beautiful. the write of the soul how the god he picked. the soul is inornate. the sentence shows that soul is ghost. if it is true what we think also if it is false what we think. In the open space the soul after the death it searches the other soul. it has with illusion at the river-bank the voice of the soul is perceive only by lovers. when the soul searches the other soul the soul with pain it has also wait to meet the god. when I write these sentences I also go beyend of image. the true halloween the soul where it meets the other lovable soul. when the two hearts dead after poked with knife and even if touch the bleeding fall on the mud he true love comes up on the sprout how nice that sprout. the love of soul remained on the other soul have you heard the voice of god. In the mountain of the peak the voice of the god reach as waves takes the hearts to listen.
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