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Ariadne's Thread
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In the Moment, of time, outstretched a new life does stream, between me and you
the golden grass parts, the winds sway with a whisper, with only a whisper
is my lover? is my lover now gone? gone away, before our souls reached the dawn and at light, the one for two in shadows pull, the blades of time between my feet the daunting time in all
it does stay, to remind, to grow inside with a deadly edge pushing and churning, all the while, yearning to just be one once again with the very ground on which all is stolen
with the ground, what is stolen, in the skies what if falling toward the body on earth, to the soul flowing in sound
i hear nothing, taste nothing love nothing find nothing
in the Moment, in the beauty of a second ticking, ticking, moments pushing me toward the next i seek, to release, the rage, all the anger beset in my eyes tonight
'i will travel uncharted oceans, wage through the memories lost at sea'
all for the moments where you will belong to me
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