"In a time
When Mountains
Are covered by
A light
Of darkness.
Remebrances...
Invisible path
Among Sun and Moon
And the past
Is left behind.
Irresistible sprout
Magin celebration
Without reminding
A tragedy written
On a grey heaven.
Thy name is reminiscence
It´s the oblivion
Of thy reallity
And my fantasy.
Not Our awareness
Solely did find...
The forest & glare
Of the golden Epoch.
In search of those lands
It´s mournful smell
As the whispers of wind
Monminie.
Come to the air
Write with me
A dead tale
Of forgotten Past
In a profound limb.
Tmie! Dream of sorrow
Buried in ancient minds...
You have been an illusion...
A tragic illusion!.
Monminie!!!
Nature alive
Tragical purity.
What do thy see
Remember my mind is...
Conmemoration
Of the glare.
It´s a dream!.
Remember my mind is...
Conmemoration
Of a dream!.
Monminie...
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