I spoke of moments lost in sorrow,
I spoke of past and now tomorrow,
Of dreams revived by stars and shadows,
Of life aroused in time's shallows.
The wave of love, of green and blue,
Of sights enjoyed, being with you,
Moments of peace and solitude,
In thoughts evolved in multitude;
Multiple ways to weave a web,
To listen the faith's neb,
To talk of things not known by mind,
Accept the time, accept the bind.
Of things unspoken man can dream,
Of love and hopes virgin of sin,
Unspoken the truth not seen by man,
Shoved by gods and threads they span.
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