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On days of northern wind, past illusions surround my dreams |
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Drops of mute oceans breath in the palm of my hand |
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The sound of silent waves still caresses all my thoughts |
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Where warm, mystic floods dominated the upper hemisphere |
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And dark ships sailed beyond those lost realms |
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Through gates to eternity, above the sleeping mind |
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Forever inconquerable seemed the walls of time |
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To those who always feared and always fled the dawn |
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But then, the guardians growl invited the thirst for steel |
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Part god, part man, if |
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I walked by their side |
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The old man's dream now has ended much too soon |
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Forgotten rests the wisdom that brought them once so far |
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Vanished until rebirth, we sleep the endless sleep |
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For one who knows never tries to reappear ... |