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aierix ter Apr 2011
I’ve been traveling such a long time
To find my home
Cross a web of cold tarmac
And rain drenched paths of old

No body, No gold
Shall ever take me
Nobody, no cold
Shall make me
Leave you.

So many lonely moments
Penances for past lives.
So quiet I feel my heart halting
And I stumble to start my breath

No body, No gold
Shall ever take me
Nobody, no cold
Shall make me
Leave you.

— The End —