Notice of absence from argentum linguae poetarum
I may disappear with the wind
but I shall return apon the storm
I may disappear with the wind
but I shall return apon the storm
for now I sleep the dream of dreams
of what maybe and what shall be
both in rest and wake
of wonders known only to fate
and as my heart beats with thrill
my soul grows silent ever still
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