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It has been a long time
Since we have left home Island of light and darkness Floating up in the heavens. We traveled in a ferry-boat We passed roaming At edges of forest islands Until dusk has caught up With our shadows. We plunged into the mystic Oceans of azure and ether We rode on forbidden gorges. Sweet dreams, remembering Like being children again Soaring blissful rainbows Glittering rivers of silver Heated volcanoes smoking From their red-hot pipes On the top of mountains, Angels with glowing wings Blizzards in the spring Vortexes of gilt butterflies In rays of sun entwined. Early in the morning After a night of dreaming Of otherworldly visions We have forgotten our way Out of the whirlwinds And nobody knows anymore How we can return home. There are not even clouds In the midst of the ocean To step back like on stones.
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