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Shining

 

They say that they are younger than me
And they harry up to say goodbye to me
They search for the traces of false prophesies
And I protect myself from longing with tears
I stay near a fragile wall
On which there are signs of ambiguous desire

Harry up to become something else
To adorn yourself with the leafs of deceit
Behind the hill of intuition

Stick with them and follow me
You would see me from behind the veil of ambiguity
Like a hunter plowing the tender shadows
At night, you watch the tears
Dripping over a guarded star
Locked behind the door of existence!

 

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