Bathed is my mind by thousand suns
In waves of light caught in the runs
Through crops of time along the space,
Beneath the depth of sacred faith.
The waves are falling over me,
The soul is drowning in the see,
But raised above the horizons,
It swims in sky with unicorns.
They ride, I ride; there is no dark,
Just the sunrise and its spark,
The sounds of stars singing in vain -
Unknown realm of known refrain…
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