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Back To The Essentials

Back to the days of the first encounters,

Back to the pictures with the zoom effects in full

Back to the first names hanging from those innocent lips

Back when the earth was singing with the full moon


With each glances under the whispers of hearts

With each letters of innocent beliefs like the dawn

With each stroke of dreams under the stars of the Milky Way

With all the blessings of the purest hearts around 


We have promised to keep the track clean

Like the heaven installed in the heart

Keeping the flame inflamed in humility

Even if everything becomes dark


But when everything was waiting for our touch

The sky to color in blue

Water to overcome the thirst

Breeze to fly over with oxygen


Light to overpower the dark

Dawn to nurse the night

Peace to settle the wars

Truth to start the fight


Words became hollow without hope

Promises died, out of doubts

Dreams were shadowed by experiences,

For wisdom prevails at last


No more sentences of dreams

No more words to count

No more promises to keep,

Between you and me

modern lifeworldgreed

◄ The Deceiver

Down Memory Lane ►


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