Words like unconscious breeze,

Insinuations of unknown secrets

Shared through the walls of time.

Whispered through the trees Of our forests of sorrows

Us, Careless Inhabitants Of a land that does not forgive…

Wind of rebellious changes Blowing strong in circles of fire

Flames like hopes becoming bigger

Trying to fight the waters of pain

Our hands in prayers Wet of tears,

Every drop a new rain Falling on this army of souls,

Marching restlessly

Looking for answers, wishing for peace.

Silent whispers, no vibrations

Whispers like silk and velvet,

Covering blankets of tomorrows

Hiding colors of rainbows In the deep wounds of our sky

Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels,

Embracing us,

Trying to heal the cuts Filling the voids

But We are all feathers

Quick flashes of lightning Running through the tunnel of life.

Our strength is a small candle

Consumed by the years Passing by, like sand, through the bulbs of an hourglass.

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