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At the end of the world In a cold mountain rage Where the wind howls on Blowing the age If you listen long enough Perhaps for a day You'll start to understand What it has to say You'll hear voices!.. Near and far That drone on and on From the past From the present And from here anon They speak of dreams So many dreams! That didn't come true From horses, from ducks, And from humans too! Time can't be found here In the never fading light Foggy and cold All not day long All not day night You listen on and on But you know! They do say!! The longer you listen... the longer you stay... And you'll stay and you'll listen Till you forgot you need to *** And long after that Till you're no longer free But what's it to you?? You weren't free hitherto ... And besides! This is art! And... it's sooooooooo dejavu
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Dec 22, 2024
Dec 22, 2024 at 11:51 AM UTC
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At the end of the world In a cold mountain rage Where the wind howls on Blowing the age If you listen long enough Perhaps for a day You'll start to understand What it has to say You'll hear voices!.. Near and far That drone on and on From the past From the present And from here anon They speak of dreams So many dreams! That didn't come true From horses, from ducks, And from humans too! Time can't be found here In the never fading light Foggy and cold All not day long All not day night You listen on and on But you know! They do say!! The longer you listen... the longer you stay... And you'll stay and you'll listen Till you forgot you need to *** And long after that Till you're no longer free But what's it to you?? You weren't free hitherto ... And besides! This is art! And... it's sooooooooo dejavu
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Dec 22, 2024
Dec 22, 2024 at 11:51 AM UTC
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