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He crossed the past on the way
and he looked at him and he couldn't cry
Between dusk and dawn
he didn't make anything than get carried away
And glowing like fireflies
walking without haste over time
they flee from a material world
they are spirits swept by the wind
And now they go
towards its abstraction
give them only peace and an smile
open sky and air for breathe
Stars fall from his cloack
greening fields to a crack of light
prairie now is their home
where the spike sprouts between the flower
If life lies them
they make themselves parapets with poems
One day of peach colour
When all we shall be free
when stones can be eaten
and anyone no longer was more than anyone else
sing by me
if I'm not i here
It comes the day that we shall be pure
like a summer sky above the sea
I'll sing by you
If you aren't you here
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