The flowing water in the dawns mist
Whispers memories of our youthful bliss
Carried away, downstream, endlessly
Into the open arms of a restless sea
This shall be the place we forever rest
Intertwined and woven like the cape weavers nest
Never again to know solidarity
Cradling the life of tomorrow is our apogee
Dec 17, 2016
Dec 17, 2016 at 11:05 PM UTC
The flowing water in the dawns mist
Whispers memories of our youthful bliss
Carried away, downstream, endlessly
Into the open arms of a restless sea
This shall be the place we forever rest
Intertwined and woven like the cape weavers nest
Never again to know solidarity
Cradling the life of tomorrow is our apogee
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