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...I conceived myself
on a Full Moon Night, between the Summits of the Alpine peeks and the Lakes of Reflected Light ...the Bell struck ONE ...Toffears
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...there is no Silence in this Hour
and I do not know where it comes from The windows are open, but for a Western breeze ...Toffears ...there was a voice in the Night Cloud,
far beyond the church. We waited for Her answer. We waited, then left. Through the crowd, words were lost among the clutter and calls from sellers and beggars. The bells rang beneath the weather and we parted, as we came, still in search for an answer. ...there was a voice in the Night Cloud, far beyond the church. For an answer We had waited. Then, she left. ...Toffears ...there is no escpae,
no freedom of action, unless be my will. Tell me the truth and I shall make it mine ...Toffears ...a desolate landscape
but for crumbling structures of what was once to be. ...a raod where names are stolen. ...Toffears ...as fleeting as we are,
gone to all the same, oblivious but for these footstep oh, so soon washed away ...Toffears ...incandescent movement,
by wind as force, it flows: Come onto these waters, Come upon these shores, hitting the walls only to break them ...Toffears ...there is but dust and echo
in the memory-wind. How can one have such dreams and hope to sleep again? ...Toffears ...I will not cross the river
and carry the weight upon my shoulders, said the Bridge Keeper to the young pretender. The roads to the city have no horizon, and its streets are covered with litter. I'd rather stay indoors and watch the weather. For there is such a day in a man's life, said the Bridge Keeper to the young pretender, where we recognise you for what you are. No war is worthy of your name. No war is worthy of your name. ...Toffears (18012019) |
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