But, I wasn’t a sinner,

nor a saint,

so what whittles the wind?

As I, a widower of the mind,

slowly ohm to the stream.

A Honour to the few,

but to me,

it was the night that spoke.

Where the stars stream

with my evening roses

I behold the lights.

And as a stranger,

to my soul,

you have borrowed my heart.

Without doubt I choose to share

and sing for thousand nights.

My sky of the night embraces my soul

therefore, she beholds my vein.

In that blood, under my apple tree,

you feel the strength of thousand stars.

But what if reality, you know,

was my last truth in my mind?

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