that beauty
shadows on the grass
moon; hand; dance
come alive, remember
you, remembered
reborn, we cannot sleep
dreams have no answer
but deep, close to the heart
they say be seen, dream
with one another
eternal nameless
that you long to name
these bitter wars,
all medicine
oh, hm
awake, asleep
the journey home
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