Wandering properties of death Arresting moons within our eyes and smiles We did rest Amongst the granite tombs to catch our breath Worldly sounds of endless warring Were for just a moment silent stars Worldly boundaries of dying Were for just a moment never ours All was new Just as the black horizons blue Then along the bending path away I smiled in knowing I'd be back one day
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