White


Pain denied along the places we loved once

Our eyes blind calling for light as the nights burnS away hope

The darkness of the night recedes in the bulbs of high tech and there is no place for the animals to sleep

Pain is all we deny as if pleasure will save the day as if lies will cover the wound

We fear love as it means sacrifice as we our out to get everything hungry ghosts in nightmare

In the song of the shaman we slowly wake up and we see then mysterious trees blooming just like that on time unexpected they give love for nothing

Oh divine grace how close and how far we miss you…

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