Holding the glass of sanity,
Smoking the wilderness of solitude,
Life was twirling in a trance...
Walking down into the oblivion,
Treading onto find the meaning in the meaningless,
Far from the noise of hollowness,
The trail was leading to the end...
End was a way to the unknown future,
The future, that led to her...
Holding her hand, Embracing her soul,
The silence vanished into rhymes of togetherness,
Falling in it's warmth calmness, Winding in the mystic love,
I slept like a child in her arms...
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