Run a silent path to nowhere, everything is all
You could have a pleasant life if Summer had no Fall
Treat yourself so gently though the task is often hard
Man is not a God it seems, who holds the final card
Close your eyes and feel the darkness, speak and hear the sound,
We only catch a glimpse of all the life that is around,
The man is not alive who knows the value of his soul,
And when our lives are pulled away, there's more to fill the hole
where
waiting
value
treat
thoughts
thought
think
there
stillness
harmony
going
beyond
holds
purity
speak
summer
fears
often
everything
within
depths
essence
catch
gently
beacon
though
darkness
growing
alive
final
conceived
wonder
hopes
child
changes
years
pleasant
around
could
close
knows
light
linger
lives
living
yourself
master
newborn
senseless
present
night
nowhere
patiently
being
reach
pulled
seems
silent
sound
glimpse
spent
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