OniriA

Open the palms of your hand, look into your heart.

Under the cold moon the night breeze blows into us all its art.

Find me as the candle that ignites, a pulsating rythm in the dark.

Feel into you the waves of aeons past as you stand at the shore under a clear heaven in the depths of an ancient night.

Follow the footsteps at the shore, the whispers of the beloved leading towards the ruins above, and find us into yourself as you raise your palms without fright.

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