Good night morning breeze…
Is I that need to look into
Is here that I shall sail
With no regrets
Within I
Good morning night embrace…
It was then
I lost the pace
Forgot why and looked high above
It was then
I knew why
See me by
Passing gently
Painting winds
Growling sounds
By is begone
By is betaken
It was I that became the eye
Torn of it’s own disguise
Embracing breezes
Embracing I’s
Embracing tides
Good night gentle shadow
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