This bloody time is blinding new .
There is the reason I love you....
The lonely soul is like The Sea
Can only stroll but not to see...
Wave asks the sky , and finds no earth .
She wants to fly , at least , next birth .
There is no land , just coming flood .
Her noble hand... and running blood .
She sings in storms , she sings for you .
She has no forms, She has no view.
Before the World will be the Flame ,
There will stroll her forgotten name .
blinding new
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