Spring in your heart

A strange reflection in the wind
Passed through me, released my spirit.
I flew away... My body dropped.

I saw your forests down below -
Still cold, abominated - deadly.
No food, no life. No snow.

Your spring has come, but it is broken.
Its love theme is devoured by hunger.
I never saw your face again.

I lose my strength again.
The earth approaches me so fast,
I was never meant to fly.

Desperate, ravenous branches caught me
I will not get free and they will feast.
Good bye, my... does your name matter anymore?


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