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Apr 2017
The sultry summer winds
Rush beneath my feet.
The past melts away.

I came for you,
And you had come for me
The crown finally in our reach.

The winds howl so loudly,
Running to here, separated.

Oh! I only know,
Know that you'll take me with you!
Wherever the winds may carry us, my beloved.

Magical worlds left behind in haste,
But those distant paths, they'll all lead us home,
You need wait but a moment!

Oh! I only know,
Know that you'll take me with you!
Wherever the winds may carry us, my beloved.

Oh! Do not leave me behind,
Wait and I will come, my beloved.
Inspired by Mozghovyi and Loboda's "Kohana."
Michael Frost
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