mumble to eyes

Remark,lo! stood silently on the road of where null lost their identity kept eyes of own-self over being then smiled witty Beings looked winked and shocked where was I off on the streets of halves was rolling down drops wasn't there sincerely couldn't have a part apart from smiles keep them off own-self to touch other beings without a hand of a word couldn't dare to take sword therefore they turned their glances where the null iched when the drops wished the heights on tears know how they torn own timid face without a sense and hate stood there there was eyes but blinds and deafs were one and ones never heard the song of peace all tears will go down once where near hills of absence glorify your eyes beside when themselves were separate merely pivotal on a puppet which was slightly blind glances of a dimly windy minds of perceives willingly while, tears wouldn't come they took place at once only a seamless dull one heighten its hands mumbled to hours an hour miles away our life has separated the deaf ,the long tree the blind wonder where the meadow of tears is