I.
I can speak again,
Call you
I.
Forsaken, fading, ailing, void
I am afraid now
I.
The great bear drowning in the sand
And reaching out
I,
The one of endless sentiments
I want to see, to be unchained
I, a temple in the tempest
I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague
I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me
I am leaving
I,
White, ethereal,
Rising from the desert sands
Craving for wanderers
Silent sounds full of inward decay
I am holding out a hand
I, a temple in the tempest
I, once desired, haunted with eternal plague
I, ready to swear no evil or pain can ever dwell in me
I am leaving
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