Possible future
I left my life, and entered my dream.
Trees waste and sway forever.
Where reality never has been.
close your eyes,
a possible future
A place where the beauty always had been.
So far away and som balances it seems.
The water and life flowing in streams.
Familiar noises, dark comfort.
Like a home in the sky,
so far,
And never die.
close your life.
Open again and enter the dream.
27.09.1998
The Black Wolf
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