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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2044435
A visit to a place we can enter only in dreams.
Let’s go far away from the cradle of these mountains
Where their songs won’t reach our ears
Over the roads made of moonlight, in the trails of the wind
A place with not a sigh of our cold fears
And there we go on the horses with silver manes
Down, we trot on the wondrous, misty lanes
To a sanctuary where moons and stars come out to play
In the dreams at night, back to the home in the day

Let’s go far away from the eclipse in the land
To divulge the perpetually hidden suns of our world
Through the fogs of the times that have climbed over us
Where distances mean nothing, and neither do the words
Where these miles turn to dust and then fly away
With the songs of skylarks and the mockingbirds
And there we go on the horses with silver manes
Down, we trot on the wondrous, misty lanes
To a sanctuary where moons and stars come out to play
In the dreams at night, back to the home in the day.
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