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| I had been walking in this world without a thought Of where I've been or where my steps would take me. Today as tomorrow, tomorrow as today, always the same. Like a stupid machine, my heart played as I had told it to. My spirit, which dreamt of paradise, searching without hope. I taught it to feel and to love what I saw as good enough Sometimes I remember the struggle and the thought that To suffer is to live. Now when I look in the deep darkness of the sky, I see the trembling stars like burning flames. I feel like I can reach them in flight and become one With their light by the melding of one kiss. I saw him as an image in a dream from long ago, Like a blurry streak of light that swims through the night. My soul was suddenly full of a burning desire, Like what attracts the abyss, the mystery dragged me. I still do not know what I believe in. However, this yearning tells me I have something divine inside. |