| Shroud woven… suffocate his soul and vital core
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| Once of life, relic, earthward bound in ever changing form
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| Give some time, focus, bind the flesh to natural soil,
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| Life will rise, will love…
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| The earth is pressed by unseen steps
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| where spirits drift under the moon…
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| Commune a while on secret paths,
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| recounting tales till twilight fades
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| The drone subsides, the lights grow dim
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| we’re lost in echoes of shadows closing in…
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| I lay for some time in the depths of her mind,
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| and played on the strings of her heart
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| Transfixed by the beauty that shone through her eyes
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| as she dreamt up the future and rebuilt the start
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| Slowly we fought off our fears,
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| we laughed so exultantly right through the tears
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| when a voice spoke from the void,
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| with the force of one thousand burning stars:
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| «Even time can Love ensnare
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| Even loss can Love repair
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| Even life can Love reform
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| Even death can Love withdraw
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| Love is you, Love is me
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| Love is all you see and breathe
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| Love outshines the brightest sun
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| Love is we and we are One…» |