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| Spiritual Poetry by Nuit: Freedom |
Covering the path with the snow-flakes
I mis-judged the star in between your eyes
It took me a moment to re-collect
I came to the alley of your thoughts
Couldn't jump over the wall
Didn't practice for a long time
Would have left you floating in my cellar
But was afraid you would drawn within my well
That was the last thing I needed
the dead-man body attached to my-self
