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Sometimes in the blue room / another dream fades away /
Velvet as the moon / she lays down and resting stays /
So she's seeing / the shadow of life /
Falls over the bright light / and so on /
She's breathing the air / surrounding celestial stairs /
And in the bright light / shine all the sparkles in flight /
Hold me tight / just cross the line /
Words capture silently / all this time /
Reminds me now / of islands rising silently /
Desert zones / and western domes /
Footsteps sound so lonely / Travelling into dreams /
Passing season gloved in grey / the feeble dying beam /
Its pain without ecstasy / so, now /
The contact is lost / nothing but a sense of fear /
And tonight / the ocean is quiet /
It's waters forever dead / and so tell me /
Why reason and lives / are lost inside unveiled desires /
And it's too late / too late to return /
From that golden exotic place / Screaming at last /
And looking around / all my life lost in /
A filled with night.
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