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On my
own, but mostly the savannah,
Where the tumbleweeds fade away and
die,
Before the glassy sun burns a summer of crystals,
The
glistering waters of the high seas
Of which was so far a place as of
where vultures roam.
I looked around but you weren't anywhere...
You
used to say that you would never die,
But I took the wrong meaning into
my heart.
Now the sea is wild with despair,
Deep blue like a prairie
of flowers blue,
Where all children of God rest in eternal peace.
I
saw you at the end,
You and I, brother and sister of nature,
Brother
and sister of heaven and earth,
Your usually calm and heavenly eyes
full of tears,
Bitterly falling one after one into a river,
Then the
river of life turned red in blood.
My eyes watched in horror.
Slowly
and deadly your heart became poisoned,
You disappeared without saying
good-bye,
Not a word came out of your mouth.
You became like
desolation in its grave.
When once the skies were a realm of
stars
And the sun shone brightly in summer skies,
You were there to
share the calmness;
But now I stand here in midst of the tall
grass
And only the savannah remains.



 



 


 


 


 


 



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