What is it you dream?
What about your silence?
Let me see your chasm,
It's so dark and hidden..
Maybe I am the next,
Who will fall from that bluff,
Hard to listen to my mind,
Just the voice of wind of love.
The Echos of your soul
Call me through the distance,
Make me not afraid
To follow with closed eyes.
Bluff
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