| Waiting for summer |
I was lost
in the shades
of afternoon,
didn’t know
what was
to come.
I felt so alone,
so blue,
I never
did before.
Running through
these empty lands
alone,
feeling the fear
of death aside.
My soul
is yearning to be free,
like it was before.
Now the rain of the early spring
is running down my face.
Heaven is crying with me
until the end of days.
World is turning around,
galaxies in silence,
without time.
Winter is loosing it’s touch,
but so am I.
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| Tämä on tällainen enemmänkin ajatelma. Mutta vanha sellainen. |
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