Dreams the sweet house
for one nature given
liveth in this time
past the horizon
of a cold rain
Memories captured glass
fragile emotions
yet on the silver line
not yet cut
and alive
For unto whom it rest
the earth
mirrored reflection
shown in others
that final end
And its in this nature of fear
from to whom that feel
the hunger
the meaning
of life

The Poet Stefan

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