. I see you there, I hear your voice, your person .
. right here now, for me you are the first one .
. I see your face, I feel your vibe, your torsion .
. my only wish, for you and yours, is motion .
:
. in the bough of an elder tree, our hearts beat .
. in its branches’ broken light, our feet meet .
. your mind is blank, your senses are wide open .
. with the wind, and with each other, hope is .
:
. amid the swarms our arms are interlacing .
. we shelter all the fragile dreams we’re chasing .
. the fog is dense, the road ahead enshrouded .
. how can this ghostly forest be so crowded ?
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