Out there
March 4, 2018
I live in the woods of the plain
I cheer the world
And hear your name
In the Shells of the river pearled
But when I call for you
There is only silence
And when I look for you
Darkness is my only audience
For everything will be
And I will never stop the quest
In my eternal search for thee
There is the only place I'll rest
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