As the last light fades, I think of you
Surrounded by fading lines, darkness walks in
The land and the sky cease to be two
Merging into one... like lovers in shadows
Sounds exist without form... not here... not there
The soft breathing might be mine... if I still exist
Time has no meaning, if it ever did
The lovers, once again, become two
Slowly they separate giving birth to a new sun
Some time in 2010
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