Wandering Lost in the beauty As she sharing her voice With the song of the bird Golden against the light Of the setting sun In its fading warmth An old man's fantasy Turns into memories The contagion of love Not dying or killing But dyeing the land In hues green and blue Washing the evenings With red and orange ebbing light The only possible salvation For his age The conflagration Dreamlike consuming the Earth In the fire of hope Drowning hopelessness Held in hardened hearts Quenching the thirst
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