| A secret poem is whispering through the trees
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| Your physical body embraced by this shivering breeze
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| Your breath is freezing by this arctic gust
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| And it trickles to the ground like dust
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| All fear is disappeared, all doubt is gone
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| A last ritual, all the grief will stun
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| You stride along your moon-enlighted path
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| Down to the deep, to your cleansing bath
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| Soon you become one with this beautiful prime
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| Imperishable pretty for all time
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| Immaculate alloyed with ornate beauty
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| Your heart is standing still- fulfilled is your last will
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| You spread your wings and dive into
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| Fallen angl fly away (eternity)
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| Enlight the darknss like a blazing ray
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| Free for all time, there’s no return
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| Like a frozen swan in eternal ice you burn!
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| Full of hope you stride towards the shore
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| The old agony will not return anymore
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| Ready to reserve your perfect gracefulness
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| Only you remain with your last loneliness
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| Without an hesitation you let it begin
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| Like a million needles impale through your naked skin
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| You slip into the glittering cold
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| Your new shape will unfold |