Walking without end.
It follows me like the constellations to the sky.
It is where my existence is confused.
There is no distance between us.
Dream and reality are only a line for us.

My freedom is broken by her
And my secrets - she is my confident.
Its portrait is eternally in me.
… and its laughter every night is a lullaby.
It whispers to me, like a breeze in my ears:
Follow me, stay here, time and time again.

You, a silent presence.
Like a children playing in the gardens of my mind.
You surround me and consume.
You eclipse me and you stop all the moments of my life.
Its presence, my existence.

My dreams are lost in their depth.
And its secrets – pass from the love to the death.
Its picture burning in all the corners of myself.
… and its glance is the shade at night.
It walks with me, and tell me that it`s what my heart needs.
It waits for my free soul and see it like its drown in the sea.

For a seconds it burning me.
It takes me to its darker side.
For seconds it is hopeless me.
It locks up me in a beautiful place.

… where I can shout…
… where I can die.

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