closer to your heart.
the end has come again.
do what you must my mighty friend,
do what you think best.
how many moons do we wander?
to find a coin in a brook?
or a bird who has fallen asleep,
and dreams of going but never wakes.
this tale has no ending.
just a chapter after this.
who knows the reasons anymore?
but a mountain meadow is always home...
sven.
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