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The air is so crystal,
My feelings are full of mystery,
My conscience is plunged in sadness,
It watches the world through lattice.
My conscience is full of music,
I know the time I’m loosing
Can’t happen to be magic present –
The wizards live far from this desert.
My music, treat me in despair.
You’re haunting nearby somewhere.
Take me, my senses mesmerizing,
Far from my life I’m despising.
My music, please, enchant my mind –
Come closer, embrace and guide me
For none but you help me recover –
Nor soul mate, nor friend, nor lover.
My music, you heal all the pain,
You are in my blood and each vein,
You’re only fill my existence,
You won’t meet any resistance.
My music, you’re so crystal,
You vanish and melt – what’s the reason?
But stars jingle far in the air,
And they won’t fade – then you’re near.
November, 30th, 2014.
The air is so crystal...
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