Sugar-Loaf Hats

7 Years

"Witches of papier-mâché row on a silvery lake daughters of the twilight quietness. Isolated by the world of hypocrisy by false optimists. Unsolved rebus❦ of this puzzle society and the quiet is so sweet when it settle on their pointless sugar-loaf hats. And their magic poor wands lie on the bottom of the boat turquoise-coloured boat among the waters of the life. Few smiles again❦Before facing this long night, before facing this dark night, their looks cross in the cold air and the eyes fill with a white light (the night has come❦). Night is falling on their blond hair everything is spinning around their heads. But they go on to row in the hope to find a better place, a better world."