The candle has burned the oxygen
Sharing sadness
As the the beggars share
same dreams
in a cold winter night
a loaf of bread
or same tears
in some different eyes
Your hands and mine
the same dreams
gathering the waves from the sea
Cineraceus flames
Crossing the darkness
A lost boat leading nowhere
Out of nothing, God popped out
Spreading love
I started warbling with silence
The only way I could make you mine
Harvesting the night
Enclosed you in my embrace
and so lost
into emptiness
we found freedom

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