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Light of blue fire

I see the ethereal face

In this paradise of darkness.



Across the eternal night

I feel the black winds

Beyond of these vaults of ice.



And so the moon still being

There is a life, a sad feeling.



The moon still there

Still making the loneliness shadow.



The moon doesn't see me

There is a chasm between our eyes.



My silence is a crucified lament,

Only waits the rain of your eyes,

The cry of the moon!



Poetry is the true way,

I spread the blackened words,

Was the language of the forest.

i remember when, i remember, i remember when i lost my mind. there was something so pleasant about that place. even your emotions have an echo in so much space.....