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Oct 2015
I go to her, just to sing to her
I sing of sadness and loss
the joys and wonderment
and all my human costs

I sing to her with light in my eyes
sending signals into the sky
then I wait as pale and human
for to be taken to my throne high

This singularity this honour
this is my all
so I can sing to her
with lips blooded

Here they come
better late then never
for now it is time
time to sing to her



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
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Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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