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ECHOES OF TIME
ECHOES OF TIME
Echoes resonate in the labyrinths audible
Screams and moans, old times
Time armistice reasons perishable
They were the workings of this untimely.
Cutting edge of hours irrevocable
In the throat the cry which falls in the wood
In the forest of my hair indelible
I try to support me in the memories I have.
Do not spend more caravans of joy
Nor has the sea with their ships
Empty salt, white sails of Santa Luzia.
Blurred vision, mist and obliteration, chaos
A soul without a third eye and ACRIN
Drought tear, no more browsing other ships!
Published 17th Oct 2009
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