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Silent Embrace
Silent Embrace
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Pathless shore of infinite solitude
Ahead of the tombstone of death
She shall die in peace
And dance to the tune of desire
The primaeval forest trails with fear
With moon-drenched nights and despair
In white silken robes and silver tears
She shall cry for her last breath
Bearing wisdom of souls
She left a mist of love and longing
With wings of ardour
She will fly towards peace
She knit a swing of hope
Where others like her can swing
This is where she has finally reached
In the vast shores of despondency
